A Train to Nowhere
I got my ticket I am on my way In the train to nowhere. Got in the economy class The one-seater assigned to one Behind is the local birth With the seats assigned to push and pull. Crumbled up, I adjusted my bag in the compartment overhead Into neat squares all other bags were fit in But mine was too stuffed Too empty it was maybe For it wouldn’t fit the square shape above I pushed it in, But the waves, the rough edges Didn’t settle with the right angles The tall lady beside m