Long days toil over. A swarm of moans of groans. As the 17:44 was cancelled abruptly. The sky was crying yet again. Transport ground to a halt. Train ran over a broken heart. Attached to greatly ruptured being. Fragments of fractured bone, ground into powder. Evening commuters trek, ground to a halt. Transport held to ransom by suicidal jurisdiction. As the train ground the bones of the deliberate victim. (C) LIVVI
I left work tonight only to discover that there had been a suicide, just as I left work!