2 Glaring light

The conductor shakes you unpatiently:
Your ticket, please!
The rays of the rising sun cut mercylessly through the windows
announcing a new day!
The thoughts move tough as tar …
Aha: No ticket
and no money left.
So so… !
Expelled at the next station!
Still wondering what happened.
Around you utter strangers
hastily passing by.
Like on another planet.

A clue
A face lights up
and disappears
in the vortex of everyday life.
I strech out to grasp it
and feel it dissolve
like fog between my fingers.
Im left with the paining nothingness.
What’s happening?
Why me?