Thursday, July 1, 2010

Boston to Providence


There wasn't a seat left
or a single eye upon me.
left to the right
and all around
not a sound apart from the brakes on the rails
and the opening of doors.

We're on our way there,
I think we're getting closer

We've swiped our ticket
and everyone understands,
that the days before me were just lessons
and the next moment holds a million scenarios
of limitless possibilities.
Just then, as the train apporaches its destination
you catch my eye.

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