stranger on a train asks

I was sitting on a train with my pad and a pen, trying to write a poem. I had no title, but I had written down the first line

-I was sitting on a train with my pad-

A man sat opposite me. After a minute or so of scanning his paper and throwing cursory looks in my direction he enquiried “What are you writing?”

“I’m trying to write a poem about a man trying to write a poem on a train who gets asked by a stranger ‘what are you writing’.

“Can I be in it?”, asked the man, the stranger opposite me.

“You already are”, I replied.

The train pulled out of the station.

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