make my favourite sound

the day the train does not
sound like a man on a train
pulling with all his weight
on a whistle
when everyone is deaf asleep
just to wake some one
perhaps
to hear him make that sound
trains will not make my favourite sound.

rules for rituals

is it still sacred
if we talk of shoes
seconds after the verses are sung
after a moment
turn to conversation unmetered
spines and throats settled
into the small familiar?

i was

i was a liar
intricately convinced
confused how little
sense I could make