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Oct 2015
The stillness
of Sunday mornings
always makes
me feel like
an amnesiac
jumping down from
an uncomfortable train
after a long ride
onto the platform
of a station
in a town
I can't remember
where no one
is waiting for me,
another deadly step
into an impossibly
inevitable future

  ~mce
Mike Essig
Written by
Mike Essig  Mechanicsburg, PA
(Mechanicsburg, PA)   
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