I'm just sitting
Sitting and twitching

A train is coming
It'll run me over for days
But why am I even here waiting for it?

It's coming
Quaking the ground
Whistling with deafening steam
Chugging along with useless cargo

A train longer than the width of Earth
It'll run over me for days
After which I'll forget it exists
Until it comes around again

One day I'll find a way off Earth
One day I'll be somewhere
Where the train is shorter than the width of my heart