Train Station

I stand with my ticket,
they are forming a line,
where am I going?
I'll tell you in time.
Will it be early or will it be late?
I look at my watch...but the numbers aren't straight.
The train then arrives,
we all get on board...
fear strikes me inside as they're closing the doors.
The train looks familiar...I've seen it before,
for I've ridden this train to nowhere before
              P.R. Deremer
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Lindsay Avatar
August 1, 2015 at 3:43 AM
Follows the same train of thought ( oops ) as my own poem 'The Journey' ... I read it in the same vein - speeding up with each successive line. Very well structured - but then, you seem to share a lot of my thought patterns. ;)
Deremer Avatar
August 1, 2015 at 12:45 PM
I admire your work so I count that as a compliment. thank you.
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July 20, 2015 at 6:20 PM
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