Nothing was as it seemed.
As if the world careened.
In a ditch boi
Where their joy
Will employ
Guns and knives and waspy hives
No, get away from me now.
Legs, get moving and how
Do we jump this shark?
In the thick, thick dark.
From a place where dark lives matter.
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Get your tickets ready please!
Oh uh, hello there. How you doing?
Listen, my name is Barry and I'm the Conductor on this train so if you need anything, you just ask me, okay?
The bathrooms are right over there and please, pick up after yourself on account of I clean the place, too.
And uh, seeing as you're not from around here I'll just tell you straight out - although every story you might hear on this train is true, some stories are "truer" than others, if you can read between the rails...
Anyway, thanks for stopping by and, y'all come back now, y'hear?
Have a grand day, friend.
Barry Williams
Regina, Saskatchewan, Canada
barryhappywilliams@gmail.com