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My hopes lay drained and dry
like evaporated sake,
gorges dividing
its cracked up bottle or
a broken chain severed from
the bike it once propelled.

My hopes, scattered like
rats when a train hits the station,
well-prepared to be:
dashed, crushed between dirt and wheels.
I'll just bury these
casualties by the railyard of sleep.

What's the point of keeping them?
What's the point of keeping anything?
What's the point of keeping them?
What's the point of keeping them with me?

I'll leave all these hopes
awe-struck on the platform.

Taking this train into oblivion,
I will not fear a thing,
least of which: uncertainty
about how this world ends.

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from A Normal Temporary Reaction to Life Events, released December 31, 2019

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Humans Etcetera Wenzhou, China

Christopher Henry, alt rocker from West Virginia, music master in Wenzhou, China.

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