leaning out the open door
time roars by
it’s gone
no more
behind me in the train’s cocoon
dreams fly off to distant moons
faces glued to heartless screens
joyless stares and silent screams
and so we travel every day
secure and safe or so we say
the child no longer comes to play
the status quo will have its way
I wonder what my life might be
had I the courage to jump free
will I stay an untold story
remain in hopeless purgatory
pretending that I care no more
soul crying for its need to soar
jumping off
into space
the unknown flying in my face
It’s not clear where I will land
no matter
I am free again
tio stib
2016, 2017, 2025