The Other Side of The Track
out from the depths of a mirror
past lemons sliced for fish
a sign says 'take the knife-edge'
across the railroad-track
to where a wooden church tower
displays it's manuscript of uneven teeth
and from the arid hills is cast
a net of criss-cross wires
and badly sketched from memory
a horse drawn seaward
has strayed with it's cart
listens to the engine's roar
at a blind bend in the track
all pickedoutofthedust on a twelve-string guitar
it's mirror-smoke and steam
get it from a tapestry
tattered edge of dream
poem by STEPHEN BRIAN Brady
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