Crying quietly in the stalled train
An installation pieced together
From the remembrances of a time
When you could walk the wide divide
Or tour your card flashing against the wind
And step across the nation.

Somewhere, in some room,
Some analyst says well if the gas prices
Go up we must make them inject it
Far be it from us to let the nation
Rail-step conveniently a cross
(the cross for an ofrenda but not for
any offer but death we can squeeze
insurance out of every direction
as the car crashed, backforming
the ofrenda into a second so yes
speed is your insurance need)
	           And this prevents some million men
	           from marching back into Washington

Travel? Expensive, annoying, and rare
So all those who could oppose
What motions we pass are staying away
Unable to station themselves
And cross railing from there.

She wandered the fountains
Flew flags across the nation
But no one could bum ride
Somewhere in some room
Where they went hmmm, and as an aside
We can hide better in our politics
Leaving them all crying
In the abandoned railroad station.