The River Fails Me

I took the long walk around the Hudson River

From the bay to the beginnings

It took all my life

And my life out of me

From me

I saw the train coming at full speed

I saw the George Washington bridge

I saw the paralyzed drivers

Not know what to do

To drive around the flashing lights

Or to stop and stare

I sung in unison 

With all the stadium fans

I packed like a rat

And had an eighteen-wheeler wheel off all my possessions to Brooklyn on a hot summer day

As darkness set in

And the moon enveloped the sun

I heard the whistle of love

The whistle of love

The whistle of a train barreling down on me

Couldn’t get up in time

Couldn’t get out of bed

Slept in and out of a coma

Wish I just had a comma

Or semi colon

© 2026 David Greg Harth

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