ever stand so close
the sound and vibration
reverberates through your
whole soul?

i did.

ever hear the sound
of it approaching,
as you are in the middle
of a trestle bridge,
running like hell to avoid it?

i have.

standing so close
as it passes by,
you hear nothing else
except its loudness
deafening your ears
and your eyes closed?

i do.

no fence
only gravel and smell
of iron and oil.

zoning
in a no person zone.

rush, rush
hush, hush.

its whistle still remains
i never looked back.