When it’s Time - June 11, 2021

I watch them on the train,

the one without stations,

facing forward in seats

next to glass-plated windows

Older passengers, wherever they

are going, shoot warm wrinkled eyes at me

as they speed by, in accommodations

nicely-classed for pleasure and comfort

Makes me wish that someday soon

I’ll retire my weird pursuits, stop running the rails, jump on board and, for a change,

just enjoy the last part of my journey