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On the line

by Rich Brewer

Darkness shrouds the train

Blue flashes flicker in the rain

Alone with strangers left to hide

As a man lies down on the line

 

Time stands still when death enters

The breath becomes hard to centre

My luck at catching the last train

Becomes silence in the rain

 

Everyone is on the line

Phones in hand, not the time

Words turn inwards

Soiled and sinful 

 

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