A door
got on the train
sat beside me
by the window
near
the dining area.
“Where are you
Going? ”
I asked politely
making conversation.
“Nowhere...fast! ”
it snapped
closing itself
off
from further
questionings.
“I’m going Somewhere! ”
I told him
(apropos of nothing)
even though
he wasn’t listening.
“But a Somewhere
I don’t know
...as yet! ”
I fall asleep
fitfully
dreaming of
nothing
(in particular) .
When I awoke
the door was gone.
Got off
at the last stop
bar one.
I continued
continuing on
to the final
stop.
Dónall Dempsey
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/last-stop/
