There is a freight train of cloud boxcars,
full of rain passing overhead. 
These are flat bottom freight cars 
filled to the gills with moisture.
I don’t see the under-lying tracks 
but the train is swiftly rolling. 
What keeps the cars from spilling their rain-grain, 
I do not know. 
There must be lines of tracks in parallel 
with all the trains racing the same direction. 
Someone somewhere is going to get dumped on 
with a heavy load once these sky trains arrive. 
Although a favorite pastime, 
I don’t really know how to count the cloud-cars 
as they pass. 
I use to guess at railroad cars from the start, 
maybe eighty, eighty-five to one twenty,
but in this arrangement,
I never saw the engine 
and can’t so far, see the caboose. 
Not worth a count 
without a beginning and an end. 
Sure I had the whimsy to do this
but not the timing. 
Do all rainclouds eventually dump their load? 
I mean, sure it could be just rain, 
then again maybe snow 
or even more interesting, topsy-turvy hail. 
How does that work 
while these trains are just in transit? 
Simply wondering 
while this sky-land is steeply animated 
and deeply crowded with this moisture load 
hard charging in sky passage . . .
 
 
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