Train Station
Much activity.
Many people.
Slice of humanity,
all going somewhere.
Two police people, leaning,
talk about retirement.
Patient, competent, nice-braids woman
works the information desk.
Old marble floor and tiles.
Continuous renovations to make travel more pleasant.
Announcements Guy, graduate of Garblefield Academy says,
Attention all passen…grubsch to the blashedep on gromublunden…
Must know stuff in a train station.
Regular riders already know stuff,
faces revealing worry about work and kids,
not their track location.
Must wait to know stuff.
Don’t tell you where you’re going
until right before you need to be there.
Adds to the excitement.
Stop. Take a breath.
Hope it’s not full of COVID.
Nice one. I used to ride trains quite a bit. Your poem helps me remember those times.