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Ghost On A Journey

Poetry By: devilrod

Symbols of fate, for enocent eyes.

Submitted:Jul 14, 2007    Reads: 106    Comments: 3    Likes: 0   

A train had passed by a while earlier

Through childish, imagination-filled eyes

I glimpse the secret of fear

Of learning what I never wanted to know

To�stay as�still and light as sand

And hoping that my child eyes weren't caught in that moment

Contact with the dark-unknown

A ghost through a rail-car window

Streaking past, like the full culmination of life

I was in a momentary/eternal grip

With a bristling back

Swollen pupils, as in sharks and sex

Heart skipping, like coal-engine pistons

The lesson, for future reference

Mortality and transcendence


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