train?
away, from these dim orange lights, the bruised sky?
where are you running to train?
leading everywhere,
anywhere,
anywhere but here.
migration,
south-bound geese,
luscious green,
rolling hills,
towards a dream.
the tracks twist,
wind,
into intangible mess,
journey-woven.
to clouds,
holy white mountains of vapour,
fluffing around in bright blue.

thank you!! :)