Waiting On A Train


He imaged it would turn out better

that she would change her mind

Along the way he was sure

but the papers were already signed

Three days of a two lane wasted

and gone down life’s ugly drain

Never saw such a long one

maybe just go insane

No plan B or what to do tomorrow

or the day after since he quit his job

Maybe stop and drink until

he found a bank to rob

Got to stop this crying and wishing

that this isn’t real

Hoping there’s a diner soon

and get a nice hot meal

Noticed the gage says the engine is running

a bit hotter than it should

No water around to speak of

Hoped this trip was a column for the good

Steam arising softly with a

greenish terrible smell

The caboose better be soon

and end this living hell

The engine boiled over as the train

rolled far out of sight

The wind was cold as he stuck out

his thumb in the long sorrowful night

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