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Train Scape

         My shoes sleep under the end of my berth
            and the rails rumble deep within my thoughts

         Who answers my phone when I'm not there?
         Does he vanish when I open the door

         The next time I go home
            I'll knock before I enter
               just to see who answers the door
 

© Bill Burns, Millennium Artist, Anon magazine