A Necessary Fare
My suitcase snags as I drag it along,
clinging to each note of the passing song.
Through eyes of a tiger, once wild now tame,
I gaze upon the face, immune to change.
The evergreen sun ever sickly and pale,
frozen seas of static, breeze long since stale,
each step forward takes me further away,
as the years retreat, towards distant days.
I pass through the graveyard near my old school,
I see a face, a familiar fool,
smiling and waving, he says “You should’ve known”
When I got on the train, I was already home.
(2012)
