excerpt from kit's 2017 poems : never ending train

The Never Ending Train

i’ve been riding this train

it never seems to slow

my seatbelt buckled tight

my patience running low

there’s beauty and there’s freedom

beyond this glass restrain

but nothing seems to get me

off this never ending train

the people riding with me

act like they do not know

smiling, unbothered

that this train won’t ever slow

the same position seated down

from years to years, from town to town

suffocated by a torturous  motor pain

the trees out there that can’t be touched

a waste of stars that can’t be watched

god help me off this never ending train