Parallel Rails

Blink, blink
Blink, blink
The red & white stripes
of the crossed arms
Tell me, “NO!”

The pain
of the wait
As the slow, slow
Slightly moving shape
Trickles its way
Down the track

“Come on!”
I beg aloud
Punishing
An innocent steering wheel

The lights wink
Imperial red
Back at me
Blink, blink
Blink, blink

Just me
And the train of
almost empty cars
Trapped
On our
Parallel rails