sometimes the trains
just don't come.
you stand at the station looking
down the tracks,
but there's nothing.
no rumble, no blow of the whistle.
no faces in the window.
no arrivals
or departures.
you look at your watch.
you get tired of waiting on trains,
on people.
so many off the track.
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