Walking home in the shadow of the day
silhouette of twilight
wistful hour of in-betweens,
Following this corridor of humanity
Onto tracks, overheads
And incumbent platforms waiting without anticipating:
Members of the great surge
Inching towards the comfort of home
The keep of which has cost them their time away.
It will transcend this moment, this quest.
It will transcend all of time
And employ them forever.
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
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