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Sep 2018
Man on a train
but it's only me
mainlining.

Timing
is not all it's cracked
up to be,
if it was up to me
I'd not bother.

The tube fills
people don't spill out
they still keep coming,

I chill
no pill
just relaxation
standing still
at the station.


Man drops coffee
says sorry
goes back to sleep,
I keep my eyes open.

A lady or maybe not
polka dot skirt
red striped t-shirt
swears
I look
her look dares me to
say something
I say nothing.

I see more things that fill me
that thrill me and give me the
will to go on.

The end is nigh
a guy chants
we
all switch off
together.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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