A Train to NY

a Poem by Raquel Swann

Time on the rails

Nothing but time

To think, and wonder

Will this ever be a one way trip?

A time when I can stay

No more fleeting nights,

Filled with goodbyes and regret.

I caught her scent,

Intoxicated by what could be

or could have been

had my life been different.

Nothing but time on this train.

Lots of time.

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