Everywhere

I knew it when I saw it,
the train like oxide worm taking a name.
Born playing with death
the dead steel
the dead building
the dead tracks.
dead to knowledge
a tribe waits in the shadows
waiting for life to start
waiting to see
to see love in this place,
love was for movies TV books
tell me to fight
a bloody fight
I don’t need it.

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