Would not listen and would not
Would not.
We caught
Shit from the get-go.
Even though
We were simply bystanders.
Outlanders
In this stream of reason.
In this hurtful season.
We suffer quietly
Even tho he
Mutters to us.
Urging us
To think like him.
Without a whim
To buddy’s absent knowledge.
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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