Grim and Bear It
You never know
when your words are done
do you
Over there they're everywhere
here they're never near
and often unclear
All is... simply isn't
and isn't isn't enough to know
the highs and lows
Seems we're riding a rust pus bucket
through decayed industrial park
in increasing dark
Wail and weep of tears
sweat fear
sweep years
You wanna play now
plot later?
That train ain't got no station
--Steven B. Smith
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