It’s a hot night.
I’m sitting waiting for a train,
while a part of me hits another
against the walls of my body.

Evil—I feel it rising in my mind.
All my thoughts are about to be overcome
by an enormous meanness,
a meanness that will take my body and throw it
in front of a train or a car.

I try to remember good things.
Nothing comes
the church I attended when I was in third grade
and my conversations with God return.

The skinny nun who used to listen
to my stories with her eyes closed
also comes back. And my friend Lore.
What about her? Only her face.

I hold them three strongly
I tell myself this is it.