Train Tracks

It's like I'm running at

a million miles per hour.

A brain upon a track

An engine fully powered, pulling me along the iron.

Inertia, the force snaps ropes

Or any means to slow me down.

Wrapping a life around

breakneck pace like this;

Things hold a time then float away, I wonder how it would be

To pause for the sound of a heartbeat.

To reach the end of the track

will push all out the way.

With only the destination in mind

The ticking clock and engine lights keep company.

A warning for this ride:

Once it's gone it's out of sight and out of mind

Promised love left floating in the air rush left behind.

My face stays front

My eyes

bound this way

I couldn't see the passing flowers

even if I wanted to.

Now and then I shed a tear, for what is missed

The love I felt left floating like an empty promise

As the air stills after the rush.

My eyes are blind to all except

the metal path before me but

A face is in the distance,

a warm body

waving at me

smiling -

can my destination all but hinge

on

just two train tracks?