Cold thoughts on a frigid day

Today reminds me of death. The bitter air, the long shadows, the frozen ground. Now I know why they call this the dead of winter. I need to get out of this cold.

Birds in bare trees try to out-lament each other by chirping and squawking about who's coldest.
I'm down at the tracks. A Norfolk Southern train rumbles by.

I wonder what's in those train cars. If a train ever derails, toxic chemicals could escape from a ruptured tank car and kill everyone in their sleep up to 3rd Street and beyond. Hopefully, one of the cars will also leak nitrous oxide so everyone can die laughing.

Comments

Anonymous said…
thanks for sharing-like the last sentence:)
Anonymous said…
Actually (I believe it was in Marietta), there was a train car that did leak something dangerous several years back. Haz-mat was called in, the year escapes me now but I will find out. Not so far fetched Cole!
Joe Lintner said…
That's right. These things happen.

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