Oval face
dreamlike smiling back at me
reflection caught in window glaze.

Coach interior
warm womb enclosed
from the cold outside world shelter.

Train speeding forward
on tracks of steel bound southward
human cargo carried beyond the border.

Banished from womb
spewed into cold darkness
of the nights tomb.

Platform hosting wake
pause to cross over
vital connection to make.

Copyright Micelle Coetsee 2014


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