...I recently spent several happy hours on Leeds station as every train in Yorkshire was delayed or cancelled as a result of Storm Otto...
I sometimes think my train will never come ‒
a metaphor for how this life proceeds ‒
but staring at the lights is just such fun
An infinite and slow convergent sum
that telescopes a trail of hopes and needs ‒
I sometimes think my train will never come
Interminable, the hours have begun
to grind the joy that optimism breeds
but staring at the lights is just such fun
The tracks roll on, the credits run and run ‒
a hamster’s wheel of drama and misdeeds ‒
I sometimes think my train will never come
The numbers whirl into a constant hum
as once again my terminus recedes
but staring at the lights is just such fun
Departure boards that dazzle like the sun
illuminate those fading hours in Leeds ‒
I sometimes think my train will never come
but staring at the lights is just such fun
RJT
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