Absurd loneliness hangs in the air
The faded blue of the berths, and washed out sheets
Sputtering silver paint peels off the overhead lamp
Signs like desperate pleas
Of a train making the same journey between two cities
We're suspended in time, we strangers
who share only a night and a destination
The wheels threaten to stop, leave us here forever
But it picks up speed: a weary mask of courage,
and goes on
Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 11:49 AM UTC
Absurd loneliness hangs in the air
The faded blue of the berths, and washed out sheets
Sputtering silver paint peels off the overhead lamp
Signs like desperate pleas
Of a train making the same journey between two cities
We're suspended in time, we strangers
who share only a night and a destination
The wheels threaten to stop, leave us here forever
But it picks up speed: a weary mask of courage,
and goes on
I have no clue where I'm going