Silence, Empty, Cold

2/29/2016 10:51:00 PM

Empty spaces,
the winds are pricking the skin,
sleepy eyes,
glancing through the gloomy window.

Stopped in six minutes,
a pair of boots stepped into the door.
Another six minutes,
a girl is missing from the room.

Different characters,
different positions,
different paradigms,
yet one mind: tired.

--Commuter line

(Commuter line to Tebet, February 26th 2016)

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