#featuredpoem: Train words 



I know a girl. She likes the rain. 

She’s watching life

From inside trains…

In lands unknown,

Where the earth unfurls,

Dead men prepare

To turn the world.

A high decree

From altar looms,

They hear the echo

From inside their tombs.

With cranks and rotors

They turn the soil,

It starts to spin

Like one vast coil.

The girl, she watches,

As towns go by

This rolling works,

To pacify.

She seems aware

Of the analogy

That all of life is elegy.

By Marco Martinez

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