Poetry by Taylor

Distant memories feel
So much closer when the time
Stops.

In a car, bus or train
It always feels like a 
Break
From life

Everything else takes so much effort
But right now…
I just exist
To myself and others
But there is no need to acknowledge it

I know they see me,
Because I see
Them.

From the opposite seat, through the window reflection,

or from the outside
Where everything is so hectic
But here we just sit
Waiting for our next destination

Waiting for change