"Night Train"

‘Night Train’

Smoke and cinders steam belching cloud
Screeching noise no brakes an’ loud
Steameth behometh shrill black bright
Searching passengers to firebox light.

Eerie platform ghost like bare
Black suited charge accepts the fare
Smoky light from dingy lounge aboard
Beckons patrons of fellowship accorrd.

Wisps of cold fog gather about
Scorched steam powered at whistle shout
Lurches train forward subtle then gently please
Hushed whispers unspoken loud of heart release.

Shrill the cry of steam lonesome whistle
Upon the shroud of false night epistle
Arrive in ’morn to station basked in light
Safe carried on Black Behemoth through night.

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