the mix steel rims loud clacks cracks old movies soldiers transport as we walk again you with a lemon with water and you offered wet my cold lips on yours as we walk on Chinese gangs rail road driving spikes walk on back on the large round rocks between the ties we walk shared feelings all around bright yellows and oranges around all around "...look over there..." standing and pausing with no hurry steam engine puffing slowly taking water again moving slowly slowly moving toward the shadows arching supports all on this rusting trestle this bridge ...walking make up some history you look slowly shake and lower your head ...no, no, no all with a laugh building to loud laughter together chi's blending not wanting to let go a faint rumbling turning breaks the moment down shifting both hands on the wheel down down sliding down the rocks at bridge'end (on purpoise) down to the Logs in Earth all around parallel lines up above cast different shadows tons above now rolling Logs in Earth quietly hold "It will fall if it is supposed to fall...", they[all] slowly quietly rhythmically shift chant "This might fall whether I am here or not. Makes no difference..., Came from the moving-Open window above. ____________________________________ It was a long train. We like long trains Us: by the Logs in Earth All we have to sway[say]