Scuttling and screaming
Grey sky dreaming
The beggar man shuffling
Down carriages for nothing
Train doors chirping
Beggar man hurting
Organs bruised and buried by life
Knife-like lurking
Train tracks cold and glitter cut dirty
Concrete skirting
Vanishing passages
Flowing souls
Burning effigies
Tubular cacophony
A girl looking back at me
Where do we go?
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