We’re throwing pennies on train tracks.

You’re riding on a train-

a train you can’t stop.

You wanted to take this trip,

but you didn’t know you would take it so far.

I see you throwing pennies and wishing your train would


the tracks.

You thought every stop was too late to jump off,

too far to turn around.

I blink and see your face blurred

through the flying glass.

I didn’t tell you or even whisper that it’s

not too late to turn around

and I wish I could but I can’t

stop your train

trample your suitcase

and bring your heart back home.


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