flying through the station
situated in an unknown
city where
the sky sits a lonely bright,
raining down warmth
of evening
to the men with weary eyes
staged and reflecting on what
is expected
of them as the flight
gathers strident light ghosts
stirring around
marking soft colours.
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Thursday, June 11, 2009
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