The L Train Blues

The train gave her déjà vu that night,
flashbacks rumbling over tracks.

Men had pulled into her station,
loud screams of metal brakes grinding against metal
aching to slow down
while bracing to take off.

The sway of the train rocked her to sleep as she dreamed of their faces.

All of them gone now down that same, black tunnel.

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