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Riding the Rails Alone

Clickety-clack, clickety-clack, 
The engine is screaming down a rusted track,
Steel hearts thunder, my nerves are blue-black.
Chasing ghosts that never look back.
Flirting with the man in black,
Laughing as the signals crack,
Riding high through shaking trees,
Drenched in a flood of old memories.

Stations blur past, the clock hands slide
On and on, we go, we're tracking the guide.
Fingers start

Blood On The Rails

Through struggle
one can justify life
Losing the battle
enhances the view
Blood on the rails
all markings assured
Death as the prize
— recurring anew

(The New Room: June, 2025) 

Fair Game

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Fair Game
by Michael R. Burch

At the Tennessee State Fair,
the largest stuffed animals hang tilt-a-whirl over the pool tables
with mocking button eyes,
knowing the playing field is unlevel,
that the rails slant, ever so slightly, north or south,
so that gravity is always on their side,
conspiring to save their plush, extravagant hides
year after year.

“Come hither, come

Riding Rails

Old, rusty spikes 
    splinter ties on the ground
Steps echo the sound
Your feet, lost and found

Are you fleeing or flying, 
    my sweet, archer friend?
I saw arrows bend
Watched you breaking to mend

And I know memories
Rarely put you at ease
So you'd drown them in thunder 
Just to find peace
And I'm

Off the Rails

Expressionless faces from nondescript places
Each to work races to go through their paces
Mothers on day trips with Garrys and Tracys
Hope to avoid unexpected disgraces

Packed in like sardines which happens routinely
Keep a hair’s breadth apart, else it’s unseemly
A man who’s expression says ‘thinking obscenely’
Presses up close, just a little too keenly

Did I feel a hand where

A Tale With No Rails

A tale with no road maps, no signposts, or mile posts.
Snowstorms stench of winter's busy breath;
                          dagger dances;
            

Off the Rails

Currently things seem to have gone off the rails
One of those times when total bedlam prevails
Car problems, tough choices
Number two, doc appointments
And Cathie has the worst cold, at the top of the scale

Upon Watching the Rails Fall

Sitting here watching the rails fall 
There are too many that are so tall 
It maybe for the best that the young riders stay at the mall  
Since there is no law for fences to be as big as a wall 
I asked the Captain
Why is this happening 
We don’t know he replied 
It

Riding the Rails

Riding the Rails

When we reflect
On our life
We might resemble
A train passenger 
Riding and attending to
Clocks and destinations..

The rails on our train
Reveal and restrict and
Guide beliefs in the
Severed nature of things..

As a passenger we are
Rattled by a whistle 
High notes we exalt 
Low notes we blanket..

Until the day
We step off the train
Into the station
With its permanence
Recognizing

The Rails Sang Out

The railroad car rocks side to side
As the occupants dream their dreams
He leaves his home to go to war
The world outside not what it seems

And the rails sing out "Tomorrow"

He rests his feet on a shoe box
Filled with the detritus of love
In just one day her features dim
And he wonders who killed the dove

And the

Off the Rails

Rice is really great if you're really hungry
And wanna eat two thousand of something uncrunchy
Does that sound weird
How about corn's ears
Okay I'm off the rails, wanna play rugby?

Parallel Are the Rails

PARALLEL ARE THE RAILS 

(PRE-VERSE 1)
Feeling all alone
Cast away like a stone

Few friends what I got
True friends can’t be bought.

(VERSE 1)
Living is a joke
Think I’m about to choke.
Lookin’ at you
Lookin’ at me
Mirror is true (but the reflection is cracked)
False truths won’t set you free.

(Pre-Chorus)
I got my time
I got my rhyme
Beggin’ for a dime
Beggin’ for your

Rails-Chaucer Stanza

I walked the rails out of my town this day and saw many things.
Train tracks are different marking a way that is often rank.
Weeds are here seen to conceal trash and rubbish a wild wind brings.
Building has bare back to rails with its loading dock being blank,
old sad car stored in yard having house owned

End of the Road - Steel Will and Iron Rails

Steel Will and Iron Rails


Hard rumbling click-clack – ever forward
locked within a destinations track
cursed by rising hills – unchanging future
choking on the smoke of looking back.

Driven by the pistons of life’s demons
time racing by its coldly focused eyes
condemned to ride into forever’s sunset
and never turn around to see it rise.

Shadows of the specter daily taunting
a

The Rails

This sickness haunts me

It eats at 
my brain as I 
attempt to compartmentalize 
the virus before it
spreads 
further 
down 
my 
nervous 
system.

There’s a pitter followed by the patter- all from the pit in my stomach.

As the haunting seeps into my bones and tightens the wires of my being.

Surrounded by compressed wooden sidings, miles from the

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