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The nonsense of the world pulls away,
withdraws behind uneven ridgelines.
Serious crimes thump dull as distant

war drums in the valleys, but I am done
listening to love songs to consumption
and slogans trying to peddle more.

Heavy feet don’t cover the same ground
as quickly as yesterday’s forgotten
urgencies that once surged incessantly—

that drove the train well-off worn tracks,
to shuffle instead upon solid ground
that never ceases to amaze me.