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Dan Gilbert
Poems
Jul 2016
7:23 am (journey)
The train is a mechanical snake,
its hiss occasionally scrawled
above the grating of its own
movement as it cuts through
the smear of graffiti and concrete
and waste and dry bracken.
A single voice, βshe was the
third fastest girl at the gala,
yeah she was really pleasedβ,
the voice enveloped by the
drone once again. The train
entering the tunnel.
The Financial Times lies on
the plastic table, the pages loose
from bored ******* bears the
headline: sacrifices required for ambitious goal.
Eyes trace the same paragraph over
and over, drawing nothing from
the coldness of the type script.
I think about conversation but my
tongue lulls in my mouth, dry,
and my mind wanders between
small talk and meagre pleasantries.
I stare at the man across from me for
what seems like minutes, knowing that
he knows I watch him, analyse him,
but there is no fight or pretence, only the
tired apathy and reluctance I know.
his arms cross. His eyes close with half sleep.
from Inertia: A Poetry Film Sequence and other Selected Poems
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