That rattle and hum
the ragzine underneath
that window wont shut
and the cold wind..
I shiver
The dim yellow light
in the passageway
I can hear, some
broken conversations..
some laughter
Out the window
in the dark of night
the lights in the
distant horizon
moving slowly.. away
That rattle and hum
takes me far away
a shout for tea
screech below
shakes me back..
from my dreams
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