All hail the
Railroad Earth!
On Fridays
especially,
lay your hands
down and
celebrate the orbitronic gramma
ray hoagaphoning Saturday
morning cartoons.
Your ancient
Kings build spaceships
statues, gardens,
dams,
spaceships.
All hail the
Railroad Earth,
the ocean claps
in mediation,
palm trees laugh
and bow and
dance, the sand
breathes forth the white.
And white, my fat
grounded friend,
is a pirate, a fiend.
white swallows
into his arsenal
Railroad Earth,
stones and sticks and
weed and bones.
Mountains sing in
baritone, as
Railroad Earth
melts like
a television set.
But worry not, friend, for white slings
on its wide back
the holy gorge of Truth.
Truth derails
Railroad, rails in time—
proceed gently.
Truth slaps white
in the face.
Truth is black.
Blood on Truth tracks, sunshine clay facts,
green lagoon Earth matte,
Blood on Truth tracks, sunshine clay facts, green
lagoon Earth matte,
Blood on Truth tracks, sunshine clay facts,
green lagoon Earth matte.
Railroading ties
slurping shoestring ties,
Brown and hoary
and American sweet sweat
it steams.
Kansas, oh Kansas, bleed. Bleed for
me, Kansas. Kansas bleed for me, Kansas bleed!
Bleed Kansas!
Bleed Kansas Bleed!
Bleed Kansas!
Bleed Kansas Bleed!
Then the Railroad Earth must
drop its load into the mouths of
Children,
deep and dark and warm and the sounding
the sounding
the sounding of
drums across the castle wall.
Drums white brown across leopard skin castle
wall brownstone pavement—
dancing fire drums, dancing mud drums dancing
doldrums dancing fire drums dancing fire drums, dancing mud drums dancing
doldrums dancing fire drums dancing fire drums, dancing mud drums dancing
doldrums dancing fire drums dancing fire drums, dancing mud drums dancing
doldrums dancing fire drums!
All hail the Railroad Earth!
Love
me.
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