The Train of Heartbreak
By Jenny Bass

The train of heartbreak is headed right for me
and I can’t take my longing eyes off the
sunshining silver tracks moving over the
distance like the ocean did

it should be raining
Jenny
listening to the wind
escaping
bubbles of darkness
to my dream ship

my world revolves around my bed
the darkness still crumbling the fences
because I am trying
to recreate my
old pattern of
torture