Briefly
Two pairs of eyes meet
in a random compartment
of some equally random train.
Two pairs of eyes that,
on any other given day,
would’ve glanced at each other in passing
in a random encounter
on everyday streets.
Two people are brought together,
lives touching but a little
in the midst of these hundreds
that do little more to us
than take up space
and block our view.
Coincidence
Circumstance
Happenstance
Providence
And all that from a bomb-scare.