waiting for the last train
alone on a moonless night
it's late
I'm late
a fruitless evening, a waste
no reason to hurry
I thought we'd catch dinner, a film
I thought we'd catch each other
an hour by the frozen steps
Wellington's plinth, our rendezvous
too cold to wait,
but wait I did
a simple explanation, maybe
your cell was off
I gave you time,
time to think
it was what you wanted
peace, quiet, away from it all
breathing space
cavernous space
I put myself in a box
hid the key for you
you lost it,
I'm lost, too
an empty platform, a broken heart
trains each way, none stop
15 minutes, it says -
said that 15 minutes ago
home will be an empty place
when I get there ... if
train coming now
train still going
three minutes, two, one, nothing
must be invisible, no sign
more text ... wait!
"Train cancelled."
47. Creation Myth
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I practically tore my clothes off when I arrived home. There was an email
from Alish, which I didn’t even read. She probably wanted a blow-by-blow,
and I w...
20 hours ago
1 comment:
I sense the sadness in this poem AC.
'I put myself in a box
hid the key for you
you lost it,
I'm lost, too'
This is my favorite line.
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