Space Station Mia Poem by Michael WheelerWyatt

Sitting on a slow train-watching the grey sky
I smell your closeness as you take a seat close by
And soon I fantasize over your reflection
You don't see my advances of deception

Ain't it funny how someone so near
Can act as if they are on the Space Station Mia

Tickets please-the fat man says
You lend me a smile as he waddles away
I am fascinated to see what your text message says
Is it from your lover-does he miss you today

Ain't it funny how someone so near
Can act as if they are on the Space Station Mia

Every station that passes- every stop we make
Adds another word to what I should say
Were slowing down-your walking away
My lost conversation - my sunshine today

Ain't it funny how someone so near
Can act as if they are on the Space Station Mia

Space Station Mia