MOVING WEIGHT THROUGH OMAHA

Yael Olalde-Garcia

moving weight through Omaha

light alloys heavy metals

no silver, just wait

buckle down,

Oh-

no laughs left?

iron belts cut the freight.

 

sirens don’t spike fear,

holding pressure til it folds.

moving weight through Omaha—

forget your heavy metals,

we’re still pouring

gold smuggled you cold

weren’t you absorbing?

  • Author: Yael Olalde-Garcia (Online Online)
  • Published: September 11th, 2025 05:48
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    I like the feel of this poem it sounds so working man common, down to earth, well done



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