looking forward to backtracking
The reassuring moment arrives
the train crosses the border into my country
bringing home sweet home
closer sweetly closer
the fretful past few days
I'm giving to a forgetfulness
that expands by the minute.
The engine picks up speed
and I ridiculously imagine it being
as impatient as I am
to get to our destination and I smile
wanting to agree with my ridiculous imagination.
I'm being hurried towards you
and a future that I hope
will not be hurried
towards its own final destination.