in trains - a work in progress

#mist
trees standing out like polluted lungs in the mist

#dusk
harbour full of sand
a ghostly bus
perfect houses round an empty street
paired moons all racing each other
strangers checking timetables
shadow people explode across walls
lit windows, conjure jewellery in the velvetty dark
an amber necklace of distant street lamps
night takes colour from my world
and light creates unseen forms

#leaving the family behind for work
we pass quiet cities in the night

#migraine
riding on the black train
head rotten with pain
mouth full of headstones