Down on the quiet platform, this bright drink machine hums like a tiny departure board for our thirst. Order a bottle and pretend its the last stop before the secret wakes up.
This station platform has a whole wall of glowing vends, like the train runs on caffeine and convenience. The empty seats feel like an invitation to linger just one more minute.
Under a fat moon and a lazy streetlight, this machine hums like the only station still coming in. We grab a drink and let the 2 AM countryside roll on.