Primal (new poem, Edit 3)

[milo]

Edit 2 (Heslopian, milo, trueenigma, beaufort)
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Primal

Our guest room shook violently
every ten minutes or so.
It was small, but treasured: my brother
and I spent hours howling
at the trains crashing by.

A funeral today, another
support of the bridge down.
And like a ghost, I appeared

I thought I mentioned it as a comment on the first one, but looking through, i see i didn't. you have some tense confusion going on here.