commuter's fate / parallel fates
clang of the tracks
rattling carriage
flashes of flora and dust
fragmented windows
reflect unrequited recognition
a first-grade male presence
fading slowly into the crowd
strangers, knowingly decay
seventeen years of silence
for our bodies to eternally lie parallel
blood gushing down the seats -
as clean as our sins
deemed worthy of sacrificial act
media slaves, headlined
the tragic easter commute
- I took the train ride back to the country today for Easter and I planned to write a lot but I was so tired that I barely wrote at all.. I did a first draft of the above poem though but I'm not happy with the flow(lack of) so I'm not posting it yet on my blog, hopefully I will reread it with fresh eyes tomorrow and sort it out so that I am a little happier with it.. lowkey dark lmao
but anyways hope y'all have a good Easter if u celebrate or a great weekend if u don't <3
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MY DIGITAL DIARY : POETRY, THOUGHTS & JOURNAL ENTRIES PART TWO
Non-FictionHI LOVELIES <3 Welcome to the continuation of my first book "Poetry, Thoughts & Journal Entries" where I write at least something, no matter how mediocre, every single day! Feel free to go back & read or comment on any entries within my first book...
