Hey, Look, the Abyss!

by Sherman AlexieYears ago, in Germany, my wife and I waited
For a train to visit Dachau. So morbid, so strange
To be a tourist of genocide, especially as descendantsOf the Native American genocide. So morbid,
So strange to take a fucking train to Dachau, as if
It were part of the show. And, damn, how I laughed
And laughed when the train, due to arrive at 11:25 a.m.,Arrived at exactly 11:25 a.m. "In Germany," I said
To my wife, "the trains should never arrive on time."
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