Once there were trains in my life
and there was a station where wayfarers boarded
the 3:15 to Babylon for home.
Today my memories are shadows and raindrops
are the tears of native gods that men no longer
worship
Love is a reflection that I can no longer see
and i stumble the ruins clutching a tin cup
I can hear the coins clatter as they are tossed
my way and I mumble my thanks like a prayer
I died without pleasure on a cross of stone
and men have forgotten me
but that is how it was meant to be
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like a cancer spreading across the gallows
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What a sorrowful tale of the homeless and forgotten. You've written of that pain so well.
Mary