Where
will the night train take me?
So many
trains
all
leading to distant December destinations
crammed
full of strangers breathing
clouds
against the windows’ glass
as they
exhale their expectations
Convinced we knew the future from
what was
afraid to confront the past in
what we had
become
But for
the desperate promise to find a summer unknown
we
dismantled the track that would lead us back
home
No one remembered the snowstorm in
the mountains
how
we yearned to crash
to ride this shivering disappointment
right down to its
final gasp
When
all aboard ride the night train alone
mark
the passing of the time with the
falling
of the
snow
No use
in unpacking for tomorrow
tomorrow
is a thousand midnight
dreams
of color
away
Where
will the night train take me?
this I
learned never to ask
not with so many trains all
vacating this station
with so many tracks, less one, left
for me—
the one you have taken
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