Wildy the Journeyman (into_the_wild) wrote,
Wildy the Journeyman
into_the_wild

:: Autumn, 2008

:: Autumn, 2008 ::

 

They say when one's young, one looks to the future.

They say when one's old, one looks to the past.

I stood, with the rest of the Saturday crowd

At Meguro Station, along Yamanote, with Yoga's 伯乐

Through and between my ears.

I must be old then.

I didn't notice it; but since it happened

It must then be true -

My reflections have increased in frequency;

I begin to see how I could be wrong

When I thought I should be right.

It a sobering thought, yet somewhat refreshing

Like the blast of cold autumn air

Hitting me as the train zooms past.

As summer turned autumn and

Autumn soon turns winter, time and

Tide really waits for no one.

The next train arrives.

Yoga's next track arrives.

Epiphany arrives.

I boarded the train, beholden

As we slipped into the oddment

Of the night.

 

 

 

 

 

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