Inundated.

Sentances dripping from mouths
dampening collared shirts
only making necks below
uncomfortable

Unimaginable.
‘I miss you’

Unfathomable.
‘Come home’

Those tracks
are out of service.
They’ll be torn for scrap
eventually.

Inundated
with the world watching
the world watching
the world.

Problems hardly fix themselves
dripping from mouths to
collars.

Please come home