Hive A Poem: Winter Train

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yayogerardo53.444 years agoPeakD7 min read

Take a look now. Your right hand is bleeding too.
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What will your parents say?

Stuck between a heart attack and a stroke.
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Where will we go now?

Seven Eleven at a six degree afternoon.
Heading straight toward a winter mansoon.
I looked a heavy baboon.
I wasn't going to sit by laying around all over the room.
I got tick tocks over my sweeping game.
I ain't going to care who calls me lame.
I ain't in it for the money or having the fame.
I just want a little of the same.

But I deny me. I prevent my access to be being set free.

Where will we go now?

I climbed the point of the highest tree in this mountain. And by the time I got to the top, I saw a huge crane bring me over to the highest terrain.

So what happened? Did you see the train?

Yea I saw it just over the ridge there.
Zero knots coming to a stand-still.
And that wind just blew it everywhere.
We best get there quick and scavenge this hill...

Another day.

Come on get on up, put yours skins on.
We got killer whales to slay.
On the top of this ridge were once stood tron.
We find the same game players trying to make things sway.

To and fro and every which way.
They fund front line scammers.
To steal your jammers and take your swaggers.

They want your keys
So we best deliver these.
We ain't going to stick on by.
Watch this go down to the bleating cry.

Were going to ride down there and take the train.
make it go reverse for a while.
Once it can go beyond a mile
we send that right over the end of the tracks
and down it goes with their insubordinate acts.

After.

The whales are returning to their natural habitat.
We make sure to give this blue heart attack.

Before

As the sun finishes its ending of days,
I am going to remember my ways.
Delivering silver platter trays,
Over the oceans waves.

During

Just after the sun drops,
I am going to take my left hand,
and shake it from its stops.
I don't want to be a part of this band.

I just want to sing out-loud in my head.
Harmonica blues is what they will dread.

There is nothing new under the sun
Hang me down upside down.
With my head beneath the ground,
And I will listen to the fun.

In the silence

I find a fine tune playing all over the time.
I search and find
A new position to breathe

Stainless steel knife into this stretched out back and cut this straight now.
I ain't got any more ending rhyme, so I will make a silent bow.

But everyone is a hypocrite.

Oh everyone is a hypocrite.

Now I got love to sell.
But ain't going to hell without taking what is mine.
I ain't paying this life fine.
I much rather end this trend line.
I did my prison time.

Thirty years since the beginning of the universe.
Everything is the same no matter what the verse.
Infinity surrounding me.
When I was at the top of the tree.

Stoned to choke my neck.
When was I going to get beamed up like star trek.
Jumping over this empty bed.
Desert ground had me fed.

And a river of tears to drink not one.
Have you ever just sat with your feelings?
Makes you feel like everything is done.
Once the devil is done with all his dealings.
You'll be at the end of train line
picking up all these peelings.

I ain't got no more potatoes
So sit right there and just stare at your toes.

And keep your eyes away from my bean.
Or else you'll get a shiv in your spleen.
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The morning come again.
We live our lives with nothing to gain,
Nothing to gain but this dreading pain.
Now were taking over this train.

We turn sower on by the lie
We have no more alibis.

We let this happen

We were dry

A lake beneath our feet.

Now take a seat.
We are changing the heat.
Stick in the logs and leave the rest to the growing beat.

Girl I know you want to cry.
That fake laugh is a terrible try.

Rapunzel climbed on down.
And gave me her authentic frown.
We drowned from bottles colored brown.
Glasses and icy chilled flask to make this child grown.

I let it be known before the snapping.
But you couldn't see me flapping.

Wings I had none.
They got burned off when I hit the center of the sun.
Now that things are said and done.
I got bars of blue gold to bone.

Keep your gusts to yourself.
I want a new style trending on every shelf.
30 mph going backwards honey.
I'm only that which you so ignored.
I ain't it for the money.
Or else my heart will end up abhorred.

But everyone is a hypocrite.
In this train filled with empty ghosts.
Will they ever come to see the light?
Will they every change hosts?

Silence stands on long
Then she asks me what is wrong.
Silent cricket with an umbrella.
Why the frown old skool fella?

Now this isn't some TV novela,
But I want a bite of that chocolate Nutella.
Give it to all my blithering crew
I am going to wait till the sky turns blue.

I'm only it for the fun.
Since there is nothing new under the sun.

So watch me shine from the center and maybe
Create a new shadow to come out and play
Who's going to stop me now baby
When everyone moves out of my way.

This train isn't going to stop.
Chop wood till I drop.
Carry water to build new a crop
This minnow is tired of this flop.

My sides are hurting
And the middle line is blurting
Don't come on down riding.
Times abiding and I'm through with hiding.

Once it can't go back
At the end of the sack
A headless hunter.
It's the end of line for this Gunter.