no title Raisa Draft poem inspiration from a train journey

3 Jun

Who do you want to be?
I want to be an artist that holds a wooden pallet

with swatches of paint..

a writer that writes and tells exciting stories…

whispers then gets louder echoes into the midst of a line..then boom]

…..punch line…

the rhythm of the beat in drum escapes with my heart beating faster then faster…

.can you hear the train tracks heating up..

as it gets ready for the train to roll over its ways…

chk chk chk chk chk chk chk chk ch chk choo choo choo….

.the sound and the rumble of the train as it soars and cuts through the ghastly winds…

leaving the spirit of the engine behind it in a poof of smoke and dust…

I cover my mouth with the neck of my jumper guard my eyes with the other hands…

.the train has now gone.

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