Tracks

Friday noon
just off of work
I race to the tracks
to avoid lollapalooza
suburban teens
hop on orange line
the southwest train
occupy the first car
all that is on my brain
i look ahead
through conductors windows
a frontal view
above skirting wheels and rubber breaks
iron against iron
steel against steel
wood paneling below
every square area under the wheels
feels like the train is flying
fleeing towards freedom
this frontal view
of a race track train
is no joke
i feel relieved
i feel redeemed
exhaustion this week
is now beneath my feet
i cant even feel it no more
noon rush
putting me at ease

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