

The Strange Man on the Train Copious fun was what we had plannedThe Strange Man on the Train by ~dcverion
before the setting sun had called out
in resentment, offering its demand
that we draw it to an end; lights out.
Betwixt jovial banter and one
piercing laugh, we heard the strange man on
the train; discourteous and wanting
to blame, shouting Be quiet on the train!
An argument arose, and then words
of common sense, I suppose, brought this
disturbance to appreciative close.
But the circumstance, still, was amiss.
He sat down right by me, and there and
then, the terribly strange man on the
train wished to be our friend. No Godsend.
I immediately thought: Franz Kafka.