“It’s a nice day.”
A nice day for:
Sitting on trains,
Watching cities
Pass (frame-by-frame)
Like animals
Running. Cities
Fading like songs
That make you SICK
(No-stalgia)
[Holding back tears].
Cities a grey
Only seen in:
Their own grey skies;
Your own grey eyes;
My own grey fears
As we lose years.
I always sit
Backwards on trains,
Watching each frame
Swallowed up by
The past (yours/mine/
Anybody’s).
Anonymous
Thinking takes place,
And each carriage
Carries its own
Special weight. Wait!
“It’s a nice day.”
A nice day for:

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