Always Eagerly Leaving
This train cannot leave
soon enough.
No matter how fancy the walls are
with their crazy art facades
and their optical illusions
I can’t turn my back on them
fast enough.
The shops cannot seduce by reducing
prices, waiting times
low enough, short enough.
I’m seated high enough
this train runs west fast enough
reaches my rural town soon enough
I breathe deeply.
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