In desperate times, desperate comfort

I’m taking the train again tomorrow
over the years
it has become a confidant
I talk to it when I’m worried
about life
and it slows down
following carefully
my serpentined thoughts

I know from where we started
everything looks gloomy but wait
there will be mountains and rivers
it will end just beautifully

do you promise?
I ask
and it promises it
every time

(oct. 2018 )