I.

 

The rickety rackety of the train kept me up all night

Rickey rackety, rickety rackety

The train would sway back and forth

As we catapulted straight for long stretches

Rickey rackety, rickety rackety

Then, grasp onto your seat!

We’d almost be jumping off the tracks

As the train would bend around a sharp curve

The blinds would titter tatter, titter tatter

Wind rushing inside the rail car

Swooooosh!

Rustling my hair about with dirt and dust

Dirt and dust

 

II.

 

Twelve flights up

I would gnaw at my restraints

Attempting to escape

This internal prison where I was held hostage

Vanquish out the demons that would possess my mind

The bondage was ironclad

I’d scrape my fingernails on the wooden door

Edging splinters deeper beneath my skin

Peering at the intersection down below

Hoping for an interrupted fall

Scolded for stroking

Living on yesterday’s potatoes

 

III.

 

Behind the teacher’s desk

We exchanged gifts for Valentine’s Day

I gave her a tiny box of sugary candy with pre-printed messages

Various colored hearts with words I never wrote

She gave me a much larger box in the shape of a heart

With individually wrapped chocolates

Each with a different delicate presentation

And unique taste memorable impression

And I wore blush for that photo

And I wore blush for that photo

Can’t you see?

 

IV.

 

Walking back empty handed

Along the long gravel road

Hands bloody

My forehead dripping

Precum at the tip of my –

Walking aimlessly

Trying to locate my plot

Helpless before the sun rises once more

I’ve had my faults

And I’ve given my apologies

I’ve had my excuses

My lies and presumptions

But this dedication

After my heart was demolished

© 2017 David Greg Harth

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