Sitting on the rocking train
The acrid smell of burning brakes
carried on a breeze,
Bringing slight relief from the stale air

A surreal moment,
As I gaze at passengers' feet
Exhausted,
reflecting on my grandfather's death

An unwelcome moment of self realization
Punctuated by regular train stops.

My heavy heart stares into an invisible abyss
While minding the gap all the way to the airport