I hear a rumbling sound outside my apartment.
I wake up. It’s 2 AM in the morning.
What the hell, I wonder? I feel a little fear,
uncertain what the sound portends.
Then I wake up more and realize it’s just
one of those trains that occasionally rumble
loudly on tracks not far from my apartment.
And I go back to sleep and dream of riding
in a train into eternity.

Bob Boyd