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October 10th

One
times
one times one.
It’s late
and the train,
now turning talk
into actual towns,
runs every name
into a face.

Earlier, electric light
from the dining car
fell fast upon the bare branches
of the trees along the track.

Now, all the windows show
is dark and the occasional
near-deserted station
with a single traveler
or two
who do not talk.