Train home tonight

poetry

Doors open and close
In their plangent lament

Two soggy chips on the
Chair next to me nap

A vandal scratches glass
To the beat of a chorus

Someone smells of Chanel
Not the no 5 though

On gets a businessman
With eyes like lacerations

Screening your call
I smile like a duchess.

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