I live
so much
in railway stations
watching
the faces
that surround me
blur
into old sepia
photographs
of people
long gone
who at just
the wrong moment
turned to whisper
or sneezed perhaps?
I live
so much
in railway stations
watching
the faces
that surround me
blur
into old sepia
photographs
of people
long gone
who at just
the wrong moment
turned to whisper
or sneezed perhaps?