Everyone
is alone in the dark;
the
43 seconds in the tunnel between
Gillingham
to Chatham turn my lying watch-
face
blank. Blinking away the glare from the
chalk
faced banks; the light dims sharply.
I
see the wire mesh holding the crumbling
chalk
banks, slowly submerged by
lush
spring growth.
Ivy
has buried the lone grey signal box,
slowly
spreads towards the
patchwork
platforms.
Picture Credit: Jusben |
This is part of the small stones writing challenge
The art of paying attention
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