You Are Where

On a speeding train

You float by

Crackling lights in the station 

impaled by the

moon

Twilight dawning

You weave through the darkness

Pale ground

clotting my feet

Dried snow fading

Days blooming

You sit on apple boughs

Sunlight opening on

my cheeks

Tearprints of the frosty night

perhaps resting on some roots

or cemetery dandelions

I go

Speeding train

avoiding the spring rain