i can't fall asleep
on the train.
i'm too busy looking out the window.
i wish the train
would slow
down, in fact.
give me enough time to take
notes
as i observe what lies
beyond these
steel tracks.
there's another world,
another way
of living, or dying around
each bend,
out each tunnel
of darkness we descend into
and come out
the other side.
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