Midnight train

The train came out of no where,
appearing from the fog.
the smoke and steam and engine screamed,
the ground begin to rock.

the tracks wound through the blackness,
as its haunting whistle blew.
the engineer with eyes of fear,
laughing, bones see through.

the rails all glowed electric,
sparks from wheels of steel.
into the air the tracks both bent,
like climbing up a hill.

up and in to the midnight wind,
vaporized to smoke.
then vanishing to the sea of dreams,
as the thunder rolled.