1618

I found without looking or looking away
a ticket stub from the day we caught the train.
I can only think of what we buried day.
The words have been washed, washed away.

Paper orange, crumpled and vague.

I can still make out the Chinese display.
That train left at 9:16, the number 1618
marked the time, the date.

Off to Taichung.

We occupied seat 11B.
We never saw ourselves again.
So long, 1618.

The 18^th of the second month of 2012.

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Regards
Taiwan High Speed Rail