DECEMBER 5

It goes on unfathomable,
arable forms of stations,
formations memorial flowing
forth, particular source-spring
fond of odes and dying words.
Shades lacking beauty,
lost,

but relieved: sung to and with,
trail and strummings full
metallic and hidden upon
banal bedrock, cradling expectant
transit

line, rail line in furrows
essential. Being and making
new memory relived. Artifact
arranged and excavated
words,
decoded and mystical.
Persons and things constructed
poorly, and worldly,
writ of scraping-out.