Standing on the edge of the platform
looking towards the approach to the station
Trains are criss-crossing over the tracks
Wending their way to who knows where?
Carrying human cargo
each of whom also carries so much
Joys, sorrow, excitement, anxiety, plans, despair, hope
All contained in carriages -
makes the journey possible
An overspill would spell disaster.
And so we go about our business
We travel to our destinations
barely connecting with one another
lest we should breech
those walls of containment
and risk being tainted
by another's overflow.
It's safer to keep everything
all tucked up
out of sight.
I can't help thinking
that safety is over-rated.