racing trains

December 11, 2014

immersed in a daily routine of throwing out heavy boxes of 50 lb. produce boxes…
box. heavy box. cucumbers. romas. greenpepper….
my mind wanders to that lovely moment I was once racing trains deep in the night from Tucson to Phoenix.
i would watch from behind a dusty windshield
the far away red light of a train signal
suddenly illuminated in a bright headlight…

sagebrush… LIGHT…sagebrush.
deep in a night forrested with stars.

i have never lived in a place without trains.

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