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Insanity, it seems, has got me by my Soul to Squeeze

Name:
loopy
Birthdate:
17 September 1989
Drifting
Commuters chat idly in anticipation of the 6:00.
Pigeons alight on silhouetted branches.
A scrap of paper drifts in with the thrust of stale wind.
It circles about the wires
That stretch like sinews in the sky above
The steel railway skeleton, never landing.
It is not green or marked with any significance,
So its pristine and faceless figure wanders unfettered
With a small gust into the sepulchral mouth of the bridge,
And the air resonates with the rattle and call
Of a train that isn’t mine.

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