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Who Takes the Train These Days?
Adrian Slonaker
Never before has such persistent rocking
awakened such a welcome sense of relief
instead of nausea
as the evening train treks away
from the troubles and tangles of the city.
Once a beacon of enticing energy and freshness,
the municipal maze now suffocates and stultifies,
a cold, costly collection of sounds and structures,
myrmidons of profit and prosaically packaged pleasures.
Sacked down in my sleeper,
I’m free to release breath I’ve been holding in for too long
as my thoughts beat me to my destination,
full of rough roads littered with silent history,
of inconspicuous havens
uncannily able to attract respite-seekers.
I celebrate solitude,
cherishing the charm of a future
brimming with unbridled hope
and Farm Reports.
