ACCORDING TO THOMAS COOK
the bullet train leaves before you're ready.
It hauls everything people say you need.
The rest of your life's going back: circular
notes & fees exchanged from barred windows,
scrawl scratched onto old boxcars, half-remembered
conversations in-between destinations.
At the station the lines are moving fast and slow.
Gentlemen in bow ties & mustachios are collecting tickets.
Try leaving ahead of time or showing up late.
The excursion's just the same.
With all the whacks and thwacks
that correspond with consciousness, just say
whoopee to that dog and pony show.
The bullet train arrives before you're ready.
It will wait for you the rest of your life.