zafusy

lolling railroad train limp and steamless
a memory for men with rusted oil cans
and bandannas tied around Autumn moons
lowered over Kansas when the buffalo
snorted and stomped a code recorded
by universe scientists who regrettably
agreed there was no intelligent life
except for bison apparently waiting
to board a no longer running
chunk of iron divided into dashes.

Bernard Henrie

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