writing

Wake Up Call

The lonely sound of the CSX train horn echoes through the air in the early morning hour.

The quiet is disturbed as the train approaches;

The horn blows as it nears each intersection growing louder and louder.

Soon the bellows of the engines fill the air. Their low roar murmuring though the dark.

The sound of the cars clack past, clack, clack, clackity, clack.

The horn’s sound comes again, now growing faint,

the engines’ roar and the cars’ clacks fall away,

followed by the return of silence.


Why does the train have to run by at 4 AM? Don’t they know we’re all sleeping here???

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