going home again

for once

we make the train on time.

our luggage

stowed away

we settle into our seats

for the long

ride home.

through the dark tunnel

beneath

the cold city we go.

the rattle

of the rails, the conductor

taking

stubs.

then out and out,

into the wide

pastures of the land.

shoulder to shoulder,

hand in hand,

we go home again.