Somewhere along the line (or A poem in which I exhaust the metaphor of life as a train trip)

Up late after hearing about the death of Muhammad Ali and watching old clips on YouTube. Every day, the train makes its run along the line at each stop, a few more people exit the car At first, the train remains mostly full it still has a long way to go For the longest time, [...]

Closed-caption poem (A poem)

With a few small changes here and there, taken from closed-captioning… Man speaks indistinctly Camera clicks Man whispers Breathing deeply Ceiling banging Sighs Rattling Sighs Rattling continues Sighs Knife clatters Woman Man Metal clangs Sighs Metal clatters Electronic music plays Tires squeal Loud music plays on car stereo Gears grind Metal creaks Grunts Camera shutter [...]