Everyone else has gotten off,
how long am I to stay?
The train unstationed, tender gone,
its engine writhed in pain
Did I miss my stop on the journey down?
"an express" the porter screamed
All light afire, ticket burnt
—satanic nightmare dreamed
(Drexel University: February,2020)
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