F. J. Bergmann

F. J. Bergmann 

Arrival and Departure

This is the last stop.

No, we don’t turn the train around;

in a few minutes it will evaporate,

taking you with it if you are not quick,

and a new one grows at the other end.

We plant a fragment

of the old one: a scrap

of upholstery or a loose screw.

Then there is the naming ritual.

All the names

have to begin with T.

Tommy’s been done. So has Trismegistus.

When we run out

of names, there won’t be any more trains.

We don’t know where they go.

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