Thursday, October 23, 2008


diesel engine roars
feel it from inside
a slippery clutch
rocketing petrol
drizzily cold
the journey is gray
and every gray journey 
begins this way

butlered into
an old overcoat
pockets filled
with tickets and ink
quickly refreshed with 
purchased breathmints
and a bottle of water 
holstered in tight

i sit with papers
bag and my book
prepared to waste time 
should anxiety cease
still hours til morning
days before destinations
my socks fill with moisture
my adidas - gone lame

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