The young man in the hoodie

he might have been homeless, sitting

hunched over on the bench on the elevated train platform

face hidden, facing down, coffee in right hand

i sat next to him uncertain seeking clarity

was this really where you caught the train

weirdest platform in an unknown town, no one

else around, he might have been homeless

but he was on the platform that morning maybe

going the same place as me

I asked him if this was the platform, this weird

elevated space well above the usual place where 

one would catch a train

he lifted his head and responded, hoodie in place

this young man is a writer and seeker,

so tired from moving his friends into their new place

maybe his eyes were mostly closed, i'm not sure

because i'm not sure that i saw them on the platform

but the train arrived, we left the elevated platform 

to board and i'm not sure i ever saw his eyes

but they were wide open.