Extascy

Rapture: The road dark, long,
straight and slippery ahead
We've left the windows open
The wind ravaging her hair
is the only sound
the air can muster
she lets go of the steering wheel
her foot steady
on the pedal
He stares out into the wet void
shivering from his empty past

At the train station a man steps away
from shelter
to feel the rain on the tip
of his tongue
The station lies empty like the head of a thinker
Not a sound to disclose the arrival
Three thousand miles down the line
of an old coal driven machine
Late has nothing to do with it
If it arrives at all
he'd be surprised
He's been waiting so long
for a miracle to come

Her back slumbering in silence,
He scratches his neck takes a deep breath
and turns his head towards her
She sleeps her violence is deep and a head of them
white lines of darkness.

Finally the train arrives
A light flicks at the horizon
and he flips open his fags, lights one up
Inhales, smiles

He sighs as road bumps pass them by,
"You’re right you are, you always were,
even lying there just breathing"
"I look at you and remember absolutely nothing"
he says to himself as the thought approaches it's destination

The train doors open, he steps on board, not sure he even
has the correct ticket to pass
It fights for survival, barely making it out the platform
Then suddenly regains its long lost speed and it's all
downhill from here
so we should be fine
As the ol steamer is about to cross
the main road to the village
Two headlights in the night
approach at great speed

"Your inner smile killed the beast within me"
he says to the sleeping beauty next to him
"I kiss the road for bringing this to me".

The Crash