Evening Ruminations

Just some randomness that got stuck in my head during this evening’s yardwork.

Now that I’ve shared it, I hope it goes away.

Here
There is a train
Close enough to hear
Through siding scaled walls
There are still tracks
To be on the wrong side of
Here
Thistle tears through new sod
Offering white flowers
To my unsuspecting neighbors
I put on gauntlets
It shall not flourish
Here

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