To be published in Muse Apprentice Guild

Because of Casey

Because he lured you with candy,
a different kind of sweet,
one that made you ache without;
It beckoned with irresistible logic
Seven Percent baby, ride all night
which you did, because
you couldn't sleep
.
The train blew the whistle,
you saw it rollin on,
knew that those tunnels were hollow
until the stillness was punctured
with a light fantastic, far and away
from New York City
.
But it the glamor left soon enough,
and you were tied down to the tracks
as the train, cold and black
ran into you again, and again,
and you screamed, but knew
it was muffled by your lacking conviction
.
Because you raped yourself with steel,
with the great desire to find unfeeling,
you knew it couldn't be true ,
held hostage by the lack of willing
the train rolled on all night
but Casey forgot to turn on the light