MicroZine Image Prompt #6
DESTINATION UNKNOWN, poem in 50 words
In the bleak of night, a streak of light hurtles toward me.
It throws me back with a sudden smack of displaced air
and a deafening hiss.
Stumbling along the rumbling rails, how I long to board that train,
that chain of speeding clatter! Destination doesn’t matter.
Let me on!
DESTINATION UNKNOWN, poem in 50 words
In the bleak of night, a streak of light hurtles toward me.
It throws me back with a sudden smack of displaced air
and a deafening hiss.
Stumbling along the rumbling rails, how I long to board that train,
that chain of speeding clatter! Destination doesn’t matter.
Let me on!