smiles in the sky

A Lantern


A lantern.

A light.

A fleck in the night.

Like a star

On a car

Of a train.

It rushes

And brushes

Along in the dark,


And slowing

In rain.


The whining

The whir of the wheels,


And find

Their place.

A door,


Stands open, ajar,

To board?

To not board?

I pace.

The lantern.

The light.

Panes spattered with wet.

I jump.

A bump

And I’m on.

Or I stay.

Look away.

The train takes its tracks.

The lantern

Winks on

To the dawn.


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