in a boxcar

Interior of a boxcar used by Nazi Germany to transport Jews and other victims during World War II - WikiapediA


In a boxcar

on a  hiatus,

and although I know I'll return one day,

I can’t say when,

or if I will see you again

I may take a plane to who knows where,

secretly hoping you’ll be there

hanging around for me like the moon

that waits for the morning that comes too soon

I may board the train in the pouring rain,

sit in the boxcar where the light comes in

or hijack a ship as it sails to shore

then lie in the sun where we lay before,

or wait for you to come back again,

or sit in the boxcar where the light comes in.

ldn