Back Again. A poem.

Back on the train
Standing in line
With all the star-crossed
And befuddled
With tickets to nowhere
And a pocketful of change

Back in the game
Standing in line
With all the peacocks
And pistoleros
With tickets on themselves
And a pocketful of shame

And so it goes

Again

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