Train

It slows down to a stop
doors slide open
people squeeze out
more stream in
doors slide shut
off again.

I open my eyes
soak it all in
many different worlds
all here
bared in entirety.

Headphones and handphones
papers and books
idle stares
restless sleep
word exchange
legs shift.

I open my book
and write it all down
black and white
a journey begins.


LOL~! I have this knack for one-word titles right? ;) I wrote this on my way home from school, on the train. My first piece of poetry. Tell me what you think! ~Shinoda