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Inner Rhyme

 

Rhythm of the rails relaxing and rolling

Like the waves rocking the boat’s hull

Taking advantage of life it’s soothing

Passengers around me complain it’s dull

 

The conductor yells, “Syracuse next stop ”

Automatic memory grabbing luggage

Adrift again, floating at the station’s drop

From two rails to one to the end of my voyage

 

©2012 Michael Yost 09/08