Transit

you sat by me on the train
have no time for words
too busy writing verse
I don't know, it just
calms my nerves
faced with a lot
have to run, from getting
chased a lot
it's hard to catchup
with myself
no time to run after
someone else
could never be a witness
coz, I'm not looking
seek and you shall find
sorry, I don't have the time
my watch is broken
it speaks no more
not  a tick nor a tock
it happened when I
punched the clock
thanks for the conversation
my stop, is the next station
no time to exchange numbers
out of minutes, 350's'not enough
to reach out and touch
sometimes I feel like
I'm riding a iron horse
trying to stay the course
stay focused, clear of
the   Hocus, Pocus
 disappeared so many times
been down these tracks
countless times, not quite
 sure what I am trying to find