Rushing.

Going nowhere
Blowing about like littered
Leaflets caught in a gust
Asking for your subscription
Your faith
Asking for your application
To wonders worth seeing
Ideas worth thinking
Taking a moment to pause
Between the inhale
And the

Exhale

To go
Or to
Stay
Remain
In some hope
Comfort.
Conforming to the walls
That hold you
House is a home
Arms to embrace
Reassurance
I'll make.
In return
Routine
No escape
So take the chance
To even think:
You're holding
A ticket in your hand
Not sure to where
The ink has worn
And the train is blank
Like a canvas
For your optimism
Or your grief
Settled on the railing of the station
And image in the sky
Fixated on setting sun
Staring while
The last bell
Sounds
Your feet in operable transport
Sinking into the cement
Hearing the conductor's
Last call
Steam hiss
Doors crash
Closed.
Waving goodbye
Even though you're staying
Just go
Go.