Mystery Train

I am a hapless passenger

on a giant speeding train.

I don't know where it's going,

but I know it's far away.

I joined the train in Allen

to take a little pleasure ride.

It looked just like a kiddie's toy

but grew and grew in size.

I can look out of the window

walk up and down the car,

talk to fellow passengers -

faces changing by the hour.

Sometimes there is beauty -

wide and open space beyond;

sometimes suffocating tunnels -

dark, meandering and long.

The train is not for stopping

it just charges on and on

no junctions, points or fuel breaks

just an engine on the run.

I could try break the window

or maybe scream to "Let me off!"

but curiosity wryly smiles

and plumps my pillow soft!

There is a destination,

I feel it drawing near.

That's all I know, no more control -

no brakes, no lights, no steer.

Reviews

[LA Lorena]

Loved the cadence to this! The final stanza implies impact to me, and that is exactly what it provided. Great write CR, enjoyed it a lot!

[C.R.Turner]

Wow thanks! As usual, a bit of a work in progress, there's a few lumps to be lopped off yet, but as a ten-minuter it's not bad so far.

I hope you don't mean impact into the buffers at the station! Haha!! Why wouldn't that surprise me? :D