Settled

"That's settled, then."
-said she, inside her brain,
while they were in a tunnel
on the train
going to someplace distant.
They'd remained
behind themselves,
until the moving lane
of locomotives boarded
them. The strain
of lights still in the distance
through the rain.
You never go
the same way that you came.
("My Home," she said,
's'just how I say your name.")