We are all asleep on this train.
It moves
Forward and we jolt
Awake when it stops.

Heads twist upon necks
Seating themselves on windows
And shoulders
Chin to chest
And we all roll ourselves out to sleep on this train.
The sun setting outside the window,
Casting orange gleams upon us.

I am drifting
And we chug forward,
The light glistening it’s seal over us

We’re moving,
Yet static,
We chug forward,
We chug forward.

We are all asleep on this train.
It moves,
Occasionally waking us.
I watch the rhythmic nods of heads nodding off
Chin to chest
Rolling eyes backwards
Eyes closed