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they say trains sound like tornadoes,
but sometimes, in Baltimore,
when my eyes were closed
to the neon purple lights outside
my shadeless windows
the trains sounded more like whales
singing their songs
out into the darkness,
keeping me
awake.
and somewhere in Mexico
there are people
wide-eyed with want
watching whales flip fins in
Puerto Vallarta
wishing to hear them sing
as i already did.
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