Two Hours On The Train

By Abdellatif Laâbi

During two hours on the train

I rerun the film of my life

Two minutes per year on average

Half an hour for childhood

Another half-hour for prison

Love, books, wandering

take up the rest

the hand of my companion

gradually melts into mine

and her head on my shoulder

is as light as a dove

When we arrive

I’ll be fifty or so

and still have

about an hour

to live

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