poem 2

Rumbling train tracks shakes the ground

the bright eyes shine in the long dark tunnel

Everyone's fighting to get in front

fighting for a seat to rest their ass

trying to find a brief solace, these sorry fucks

The giant metal snake shows its head

tension heightens

People shoves and elbows and hiss at each other

I push everyone and split the crowd in half

Moses will be proud

I Get in front

Kick the ground

Jump in to oblivion

This is it

I shout

Fuck you all