Dreams are in motion like trains. They creep along dirty by-ways, with the hope of sun.

Later, they crawl up mournful hills where they are still for a fraction of a second, then plunge downward into their lifetimes.

When their tracks cross rocks, they tremble, but they are never empty.

They carry, at very least, the ability to make steam. As long as you keep the fire lit, they will beat a pulse, no matter the aches.

They follow peculiar signs but always find their destinations.

SoCS Prompt – “the last thing you emptied” – Think of the last thing you emptied or something you empty often and use it as your prompt any way you like.

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