I Would Leave

I would leave 
When young--up at night alone 
My mind on an aimless prowl
Sporadic angst of death arose
I would think how life would be
If none had ever been or was
I thought and thought myself adrift
Into existential realms that sailed
Defying my normal two-block world
A pall above me, stalks as I pushed
Alien energy--amplifying the void 
Knocking and knocking to overwhelm
Till whistling of the westward train 
Swung me back within my skin
A comfort like a nightly bell    
Knowing it was churning forth
Churning at me, towards my world 
Closer than the downy touch
In the open window--summer sky
Roaring freights consoled my fright
Fright when reaped of all the light 
The train was howling just for me 
The train reminded me to be
What’s left we’ve yet to spend 
What’s left of dust and us, we’ll see
Until we do descend
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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