¤¤ runaway traiภ ¤¤


October 2 by The Running Son


“#168 – Suicide CLXVIII – Runaway Train” click4source



¤¤ runaway trai¤¤


And the cycle begins again,

sin to supplication, sorrow to elation.


Again, the same train leaving

a similar station boarding similar people,


needy and impatient, ego satiated

and asleep in some spacious


dream-scape, needing to be needled

awake by a steam engine at full bake,


loose steering, no caboose, bad brakes.

Rail cars shake. Steam clouds break.





by Jim Aldrich (:

Written n the comment section of Phoenix Arise as a poetry dialog with Po3tic.

©2013 JimAldrich

All Poetry by RunningSon, aka Jim Aldrich

.namaste.   -• ö.tH(ink)Mÿstiç •-   .namaste.


10 thoughts on “¤¤ runaway traiภ ¤¤

  1. ρöετις says:

    Hmmm, seems like I have read this somewhere before 😉

    • You’ll laugh, but I feel a little guilty for publishing it. Maybe I need to do a 9th step on it? hehe I owe you one Erik.

      • ρöετις says:

        Hahaha no, you have no need to feel guilty at all and certainly no 9th step required! I’ve actually wanted to take mine and try adding to them to post on my blog so don’t feel bad.

        • Lets do another dialog again real soon.. you can pub it. I like the poems that emerge.

          • ρöετις says:

            Sounds good! I had been very busy but now I’m sort of out of a job since the government shut down so yeah I’m up for that!

            • Sorry to hear you got caught up in their games. Maybe there is a timely topic to write about in this shutdown… shadowed liberties… first world toxicity… Gov. imminent domain of our core freedoms… (=

            • ρöετις says:

              Thanks Jim, yeah being out of work isn’t much fun when you know that each day it goes on you’re losing money you need to pay bills. So a bit stressful but I love your new poems on the subject and just started a new conversation on one of them that I think will prove to be quite good!

            • Just answered it Erik (=

  2. Cubby says:

    I really liked the flow of this piece. It was chugging along at a good pace. Great poem! 🙂

    • Why thanks Cubby.(= It just occurred to me that the poem’s see-saw tonal quality mimics the movement of the arms that spin a trains wheels—locomotion. Hmmm (rubs goatee SoHo district style…)

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