Bender

You think you know what happiness is,
a big train filled with steam

and everybody’s jumping aboard
to some eager and relentless forward;

Or later,
it’s the unexpected return of a relic
from when constellations were
still young
and unaware of their places in the sky.

A waiting game then,
for those pistons to tremble in —
that far-off whistle
a little too far-off,
or that “later” just a little too late.

When you stepped onto the station’s wooded deck
there was the ostentation of finding something,
a destination maybe

But you never stayed.

One starless night
you wandered off those tracks
and there it was:
the better bright
of your own backward ways.

* * *

For those days when we’ve lost the ability to express ourselves in human terms.

4 thoughts on “Bender

  1. good one. i like all of it. and i think it’s true that sometimes you just need to let happiness come to you, and that you should keep your eyes open for it to come in unexpected ways.

  2. good one. i like all of it. and i think it’s true that sometimes you just need to let happiness come to you, and that you should keep your eyes open for it to come in unexpected ways.

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