Train of Thought

On a daisy train
curling southwards
hung with industrial injuries
graffiti’d ghettos
and hacked off cityscapes

I want to hold the hand
of a mobile tragedy
who melts down a tissue
with catastrophic tears
over a spilled life.

Prospectors in shiny shoes
and trousers with ears
talk down marriage
berate chicken nuggets
and disturb sensibilities

pausing only briefly
as a ticketless traveller
is discreetly sidelined
and conducted towards
a less selubrius journey.

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Julia Dean-Richards

Julia is a writer and performer living in the Shropshire hills. Her writing is a product and expression of the love she has found whilst journeying through the most difficult times of her life.

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