It’s a journey through time

As I wait

For a train that never comes

And leaves me stranded

Far from my destination

In the rush hour

A mouse looks at me from the chasm

Then rushes away

To unknown lands

Full of mud and shadows

Below the streets

Of a great city

Cocooned in summer mist

Hijacked by swarms of tourists

Talking in different tongues

While I wait

By the rails

Of a late train

Held by signal failure

Down the line

In the dark tunnels of my life

   
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