L'aura del Campo

Before the end of this line

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Before the end of this line

I could sit on these tracks
waiting for some train to come
I could dream all day that those I love
would wake up and acknowledge me
but both would be but a waste of time
and what life there is
would still lie there in front of me
somewhere down a dusty path
before the end of this line.

I could walk it,
given time,
each step propelling me away from my past ...
never look back.

But, I'll sit awhile and ponder first.

Is that sound I hear a vibration from my future?
Nope.
Just some truck and a far-off cloud of dirt.

Kåre Enga [164.61] 2007-05-06
         
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