Forgetting all, to follow

Posted on November 4, 2016 by

As the train barrels through the emptiness
I peer at all the passengers, looking for the face of my Beloved,
bent over a phone or behind a newspaper
No: but the far door closes to the scent of jasmine and light
I leave my purse, my bags, forgetting all
and dash to the door to follow

© Meisaan Chan

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