Station Unknown
Loss of judgment, was it the departure of my thoughts? The reckless train keeps moving on With a passenger stranded No ticket, no luggage, Sitting on the bench is a hollow cauldron The ride to the station The steps to the platform All was staged by someone else. The passenger had arrived at the stop assigned; It was not her stop. She looked for the exit door; It doesn’t exist – read the sign. There is no train back; The train forward left. Was she left behind? Commuters buzze