Wise Beyond Our Years

Off down the way

From the railroad crossing we hid

Waiting for the train to come rumbling by

Your lips to come rumbling over mine

So much time to come rumbling after itself

Like the dirt falling from your red knees

As we stood when it was quiet again

For the rest of my life I would hear that train

A truer heartbeat than my own chest

Meting out the deeper tethers

Like they were the very rails it ran on

And towards the end

I stopped trying to see beyond its natural bend

Off down the way

From the railroad crossing we hid

Your hands felt like the answer to so many questions

I didn't know I had