That wet stuff brought tidings of God

 

A single magpie on a fence post

scared to face the past

Says "Knowing you has emptied my heart"

 

Laptops cannot but wander

Further than we can

 

Should I stay or should I go

stuck between two worlds one stop

back or one step Forward stuck.

I stay with unsure which to go.

 

One afternoon the train

Stopped between stations, not 

Adlestrop, but somewhere between the

future and past

 

TRAINS NO BOATS BUT BUSES

IT ALL STARTED HERE!

 

Station to Station - where was Bowie

Drunk on the poetry in a northern grim Town.

Caught between the Communion and abandonment

laid beyond the rail.