trestle

The railroad trestle over the creek

is finally coming down

after being abandoned decades ago

It leads nowhere

with a cutoff front and back

Like some behemoth in its death throes

it moans

it creaks

it undulates

it leans

The years have

shifted its spine of metal and wood

into an unsteady unstable and shifting scoliosis

There will be no formal burial

or reconstruction in a museum

after it has been removed

piece by piece

Like all human creations

it was not made to last

forever

 

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