LONELY IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STATION

“I would rather participate in Life than write a 100 stories” Thomas Mann

Lonely in the middle of the station

Sitting, waiting, watching, observing, yearning

Intensely private and privately intense 

Attempt to ignore a flicking flux of state 

As I get up and make my way to Platform 8

 

My static and solitary peregrinations

Cyclical deliberations

 

Looking and longing for destination that doesn’t exist 

And never will

 

Three-fold a thousand souls

Wildly eclectic 

Serenity in the hectic

 

Hungry for truth 

Yet an appetite for ignorance

Rumbles and persists.


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