Friday, February 22, 2008

Empty Basket

it’s no picnic
traveling by train
following tight schedules
there was the 8:03 to Boston
I missed
that summer morning
the bright sun
snapping off the glass
as the doors slammed
shut in my face
after you stopped
for coffee on the way
and left me
for the hours
in rising heat
for the next train
at least you had
your coffee and
sweet treat


One Response to “”

  1. Sara said

    There is a bitterness to this one that I can, sadly, relate to.

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