The lights from the station platform,
Flicker on the floor of the carriage,
As the train pulls away into the dark.
My fingers and toes counteract,
The toing, and froing, pushing
Hard into the floor. The handrail
Crumples and deforms under,
The squeezing of my hand. White
......
The lights from the station platform,
Flicker on the floor of the carriage,
As the train pulls away into the dark.
My fingers and toes counteract,
The toing, and froing, pushing
Hard into the floor. The handrail
Crumples and deforms under,
The squeezing of my hand. White
......