Know Your Station

“Know your station, boy,” they told me.
So I learned a thousand names
Of the scattered dying depots
Spread across the land.

But I never learned my place.
Instead, I learned my time, and that I
Had no station, only stations,
In the way we all own what has passed:

The commonwealth
Of dying
Things.

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