Between Rails

Peter Pan never showed up
to punch your ticket to Neverland.
So please don’t wait on the tracks anymore.
Don’t linger on those rocks, they’ll burn your feet.
I’ve walked the rails, followed them
not to the end, just to the next station.
But there I found a half-cent tax on penny candy
and a river of pre-used ticker-tape.
So maybe, instead, you should send in your résumé,
Ask Captain Hook for that ticket to Neverland
And cross the tracks to wait for him,
to see if he shows up.