Monday, 4 January 2010


A railway carriage like a clattering zoo

zooms and swaying people (some are bald,

or old or pony tailed:- none with tusks)

look out and worship fabled snow and sky

mobile talk and coughs; we travel fast;

riding rails within our fragile bubbles.

1 comment:

  1. This is a super open minded free form work in my viewpoint. Very interesting to read and it gives me the viewpoint of variety of thought and a kind of orginized randomness.

    Fun read.

    Tom Bailey