NaPM April 9 2014

[Brownlie]

I hopped aboard a train at night
Imbibing smokeless flames
And sat inside the boiler room
With a blackened spade

I fed the furnace until death
Betook the final lick
Of leaping manic embers bright
And lit a candle wick

Another blush of artifice
To rage against the dusk
And dim my way until the dawn
Befell the deserts dust

I left behind the engine, left
The rusting steamless husk
And prayed to thunder birds for rain
To quench.my thirsty lust

Since man crushed grapes I bid oh hell
And anteed all my cents
In witless mind I scratched the gods
And sought all revel and no pent.