Jonny Brackney

Rookie (September 26th,1988 / Louisville, Kentucky)

Loose Train - Poem by Jonny Brackney

you hold on tight
to save your life
it burns your hands as sacrifice.
live through your kids,
it'll be alright...
you're as phony as they say.

take out the bullet,
give time for healing.
blank white pages, white walls
and ceiling.

the train keeps rollin'
on down the track.
can't see the town, i'm still lookin' back.
saw two kids on the road today
they didn't have toys
they played with the rain.

my whole life could be
just one awful story.
i'll drive myself mad
to prove it's not boring.

so color me creepy,
call it absurd.
i see the devil
in fancy, long words.

and the train keeps rollin'
opposite of home.
too fast to jump off...
and the track is getting

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, January 30, 2012

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