Freight Train

I-
tend t move
fast from
time t time.

Was a train goin t fast;
the trip,
only a few days,
should have
been a lot more
t last.

She got off
with her suitcase

an
her baby love.
On highway 20.

I,

tender as the night's gentle melody.
Perhaps, frightened
you, unwillingly
& unknowingly.
Granted, no no no no no no worries.
None at all.

It was 5:05
when it struck the thunder
riders o the desert.

In my
imagination,
you shed tears
with hands folded
tremblin.

Babe, don't
forget that
I am
what you're missin.