playroom stories
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
Dream Station
A fleeting handshake
rushing past the ghost figure of that one you never saw
but who watched you
I wonder if he too
has a double memory
one of a busy crowd by a train
another of a secret airship floating hove the mountains.
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