Nite Crier Poetry and Artwork Contest Submission: Claire Breitenbach (Poetry)

Post date: May 19, 2017 11:43:29 AM

It's a Train

Half-empty pages

Half-empty bottles

The clack of the tracks

The shake of the house

On its foundations

Whiskey doesn't do much

To settle its nerves.

Trembling hands

Trembling trinkets

An earthquake is coming

The train whistle blows.

Thinking is hard when everything's moving

The bottle might tip

He might lose all the whiskey.

The smell of macadamia

The feel of old paper

I can't feel my toes

It's so cold in the winter

A crash

A whistle

The click of a lock

Flashing lights

Opening the flask

It's an earthquake