Late Train Nerves

Twittering Tale #127 – 12 March 2019

She was due in on the 7:10…

8pm, dark, weren’t trains precise?

He’d rehearsed what he was going

To say a dozen times, smoked

A pack of Marlboro’s

Throat raw as his nerves

Heartbeat jumping…

What if she’d changed her mind

Wasn’t coming home?

Train was pulling in…

For better or worse.

©Ennle Madresan, 2019 ~ All rights reserved.

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