Monday, 13 April 2015

Sucked

Amidst the mad panic
As if the station
Is about to explode
They are sucked into the carriage

The train appears to offer
Their last hope of salvation
As its open doors
Hoover up the platform

And as it lurches off
With a smoker's cough rattle
All that remains is dust
And the patient

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