Today this carriage is a chrysalis
For twenty minutes I’ll restock and move on
from my first instar.
Winter-hardy, like shutters closing inward
My mind calms.
The passing scene, many into one
Green, a gentle stream
With each, I begin to molt
Taking breaths from inside this shell.
By the time the train pulls in
I’ll have transformed: a new me
To face the outside
Brighter, still unshaven
though colour in my cheeks.
First stop, the station platform
Next, the world.
Ben Barton’s poetry has been widely published in the UK and USA. His new book The Hospital is soon to be published by Cultured Llama. Nominated for the Canterbury Poet of the Year Award and the Erbacce Prize, he works as a professional copy and travel writer. He has a website at benbarton.co.uk
© Ben Barton 2018