The train is smooth

Only the regular jerking of the racked rails

Keep their heads swinging

Mesmerised

I stare until my head follows

Back-and-forth

Settle in a seat

Next to the friends who hold me

A little

From you

Oh,

I see you

Don't think

That your

E x a g g e r a t e d

Head banging

With the little

Shots at me

Are

U

N

N

O

T

I

C

E

D

Because. I'm doing the same

Except

It turns out

I can be subtle

Whatever they say

I glance at you

feet-on-seat-casual

from where they sit

And chatter about

The news

Or

(worse)

The weather

And grin as if to say

What-can-you-do?

And I see that you understand

What I mean

Because

Now you're grinning

And I wish that it was one of those days when I'm

Alone

When I could

Ask

You

S

O

M

E

T

H

I

N

G

Anything.

I saw you watch

Me

(us, I keep forgetting)

get off and I join

the laughing

glancing

back

for you

but maybe you didn't see

that it

B

R

O

K

E

M

Y

H

E

A

R

T

to leave.

Maybe I'll take that train again

Maybe not

Maybe you did

But

I think

I'm saying

Don't think

That I

Didn't

Love you

For 37

Minutes