Midnight train home


The darkness of the lighting all but fades
The whirring of the fan all but recedes
The chugging of the wheel all but dissolves

The drowsy silence all but breaks
The stable glass all but stays
The sturdy windows all but shatter

The passenger stays

The virginity of the night all but breaks
From the penetration of the dawn
The callous mist all but wanes
From the thrusting of sunlight

The beating of the heart all but stops