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There is a Later Train
This isn't the last train. But the late train
has no quiet cars. If a baby squalls no conductor
shushes her. You must shush her yourself.
The late train has no dining car. So board
this train now, or pack a picnic, your own
tablecloth, napkins, napkin-rings, silver,
porcelain. The late train has no schedule.
Depends on how many girlfriends the brakeman
wants to vi...
Wednesday 13th March 2019 2:00 am
The dichotomy of love
You opened my eyes
then shut them again
the sun shone
then came the rain
the joyous rapture
and the ceaseless pain
unbridled laughter
that today sounds insane
once a transport of delight
now a trip down memory lane.
Saturday 12th January 2019 3:51 pm
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