train

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a journey within a journey
snakes a path
bearing hopefuls
each with their own story
making new stories

the slow arduous ascent
through the hills
the frenzied rocking passage of night
some sleep through the dream
the rhythmic loping along the plains
paced by antelope
and small towns
    with mysteries of their own
meals come and go
the clock moves from hands to neonesque dots

while these two fall in love
that one fights their tears
this one silently observes everyone around them,
    living.

a wheeled assembly of windowed boxes
faces peering out
watching the moon and the stars
or bent asleep over a book
while the brute engine yanks them along through their lives
they live it out
moving always moving
sometimes noticing the heaving lurches of power
but mostly just quietly jostled, unaware,
acquiescent of the ticket they hold
it’s just a ticket, after all