Red Line

The train    it was 

Quiet     people asleep

It was    4:30 am.

 

I lost her face with the wind.

She    never gave me her

I    never asked for her 

Number    she

Said it was her

Birthday

 

Her numbered

It contained     heart

More numbers than her 20

Year old    change    4 dollars.

 

A night with

Wind     left

Lifting leaves

Yellow

Orange

Red

 

Lines that took people

Those    sleeping people home

That's    all there

That's all they wanted to see

Were their homes.