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The Branch Line
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Cheap past peak single, no return and passengers must not cross the line

Naked limbs stand stark and cold in Wintry sunlight growing old, just reaching out to catch the flashing cash in train.
Whispered pleas "Please take me with you" engineer a railroad breakthrough, permanence the only way through harsh terrain.

Run away train stop for no-one, clattering lunatic confusion jumping terminal conclusion on the wrong side of the branch line's rusty track.
Run away through ghostly stations, speeding past the destination, always bang on time and never looking back.

Set up on a one way journey, through a dirty window yearning for a last glimpse of a shifting point of view.
Missing points wake oversleepers, dreams of treacherous treecreepers' birdsong overheard calling misunderstood.

All change.

© PJ Guimarães Wright MMIV

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