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Nervous and tired

We wait silently

Hoping to catch

The last late train

Heading home.

 

Women old and

Stooped over from

The weight of their

Ridiculously large bags

Gaze out at a

Cloud ridden sky

 

Pigeons roost over head

Staring down hungrily

Waiting for the opportunity

To swoop down upon an unsuspecting victim.

 

The bell clock hanging

Above the ancient brick chapel

Chimes wearily as if

It also sense that the

End of the day

Was drawing to a final close

 

A sigh, gentle and soft

Escapes pressed lips as

The waiting draws on

Capturing the rest of us

In its claws of boredom

 

The last beams of the sun

Touch the horizon goodbye

As the stars peek out

In amazement, night.

 

Another sigh, this

Of relief as the

Pearl-gray chain

Of smoke can be

Seen chugging along

Slowly making it’s way forward.

 

Soon the fire will have

Gone out, the house

Made silent for the night,

As we board the

Last late train

Heading home.

I like this one~

And pigeons are just large rats with wings. -.- Gah. They can be pretty, but they get annoying in LARGE groups. Geh. -has lived in a large city before.-

anyways Tremors set #21

Enjoy~
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Tormented-Fragments's avatar
Oooh, awesome imagery. ^.^