Columbia Ave
Nicholas Barnes
black oil tanker,
spray painted.
ESCAPE REALITY
in big white letters.
they float by me now.
miles of cars wait
for flashing red lights.
train’s probably almost done.
peaceful little bits of rainfall.
union pacific
clicks by, right to left.
6:21, but it's dark out;
we’ve passed the equinox.
without these wipers
the glass would be soaked.
a foreign route, being
stuck behind these rails.
surprisingly quiet,
with all these others waiting too.
hearst, hearst lane,
right near the, uh, crosstracks.
open wagon ahead:
you really have to run
if you want to get on.
and there’s the last one.
arms up, on your way,
hope you enjoyed the ride.
Nicholas Barnes
black oil tanker,
spray painted.
ESCAPE REALITY
in big white letters.
they float by me now.
miles of cars wait
for flashing red lights.
train’s probably almost done.
peaceful little bits of rainfall.
union pacific
clicks by, right to left.
6:21, but it's dark out;
we’ve passed the equinox.
without these wipers
the glass would be soaked.
a foreign route, being
stuck behind these rails.
surprisingly quiet,
with all these others waiting too.
hearst, hearst lane,
right near the, uh, crosstracks.
open wagon ahead:
you really have to run
if you want to get on.
and there’s the last one.
arms up, on your way,
hope you enjoyed the ride.