smile i’ll remember forever

train skin

wore graffiti colors,

glass reflected eyes and faces,

buskers guitar

held long notes,

platform grey expanse

tactile under shoe,

bag under arm

pressed on board,

smell of air freshener

an attempt to find springs odor

yet came across as dull

and antiseptic,

coarse fabric seats

fabric mottled color

designer rooted in the 70’s,

each jolt of the carriage

added to the queasy feeling,

anticipation already riddled

body with tremors

cell phone ring

not the same but similar,

it would be ok,

station came closer,

on this station plaza

life would be reaffirmed,

as my father

seen for the first time

since my ride on the

carousel