Train Calms and Settles

Train Calms And Settles Held above the moss, chocking the bog in calm and thick Train floats over rusting rails then stalls Wet mist with warm smoke from the engine mingle Falls back to earth to cover Iron on iron on the deep grinding steal Settles with the tracks and stops The smell of pine from trees not far or near Give a sense of safety on the marsh Insects notice the change and circle at the site Their ancient armor heard above the silence after thunder In the distance are unclaimed cities Waiting far off in hope On the bog there is no help Insects of the flying kind draw closer Curious to find a solid meal Wheels and machine grow greener Stuck in place Train calms and settles on its fate Remains covered by the rain