For C, J. A. C. Poem by RIC BASTASA

it is not a shame
to tell you that i am happier now
with two of us
in a row

the train has left us
here at the station

it left too early
taking the younger ones

those without
much experience

those whom we think
are undeserving
of their couches
and seats

you only have one trip missed
i had five and now i just had my sixth

I'll go for another one
and this will be the seventh train leaving
without me

it is unbecoming of me seeing you
hiding inside that cubicle of disappointment
i guess you must have been crying all night
more likely you do not like to eat dinner tonight

come out in the open
there are too many of us still waiting

when you are always left out
it becomes too ordinary

look at me
i am not sad
honestly i find it funny alredy.