pamela sayers

Waiting for Sleep

A train travelling in the evening…
I wanted to board as it disappeared
beneath hills and tunnels

I waited too long in my dreamscape
as it passed;

the ticket was lifted by strong winds,
turning it to dust, disappearing in
the night missing French cigarettes and Cabernet

Pamela Sayers says: “I am an English teacher living in Mexico. I traded in my city high heels for Doc Martens and a different, spicier life ten years ago. I write mostly about what I see going on around me. I now live a stress-free life with my husband and our happy animals (4 dogs, a cat and a parrot).”