Missouri misery

There’ll be no more trains
from the station this evening,
she said, in a telephone call,
no more trains
there’ll be no more trains
and I’m spending the evening alone.

I relied upon Amtrak to bring you back
to me and
put my trust in those great iron rails,
but the thought never arose that
the station would close
and now
I’m spending the evening alone.

© 2018, John Smallshaw.