Dining Car

Along the circuits of the body, trains run 
carrying their load of minerals and waste,

constant electricity, surpluses of sugar,
salt and bile.  As the body wears down,

they run on schedules that won't always 
stay consistent—they'll need repair, 

replacement, a slick of oil, a suturing.
You feed the body oranges, bread 

barely streaked with butter; beans, onions,
and soup. But sometimes in the night,

you remember those stops open 24 hours
selling beer and ham sandwiches, wheels

of cheese, slices of cake drenched in cream—
everything gleaming in cool refrigerator light.

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