Ghost Station
Created | Updated Jan 17, 2011
Ghost Station
(Somewhere on the M25)
Transient Phantoms of the Mobile world, we,
Tempus focus at
The Listening post, the Shopping stop
As we pass through the walls.
What did we see on our subdivided journey?
Elide the glare of ghostly summer garb
In Winter despite the rain,
To regroup,
Refresh, restock and then…
Pass on, pass on.
The slow and the quick,
Some calling for home
Some with flowers for the grave.
We, the undead crowd
Regroup,replenish before
Returning to the tin coffin
Of our sightless journey,
Clutching our tokens of true life complicity.
Pass on, pass on,
Transient phantoms we.
© S.Dyer 2011
(Somewhere on the M25)
Transient Phantoms of the Mobile world, we,
Tempus focus at
The Listening post, the Shopping stop
As we pass through the walls.
What did we see on our subdivided journey?
Elide the glare of ghostly summer garb
In Winter despite the rain,
To regroup,
Refresh, restock and then…
Pass on, pass on.
The slow and the quick,
Some calling for home
Some with flowers for the grave.
We, the undead crowd
Regroup,replenish before
Returning to the tin coffin
Of our sightless journey,
Clutching our tokens of true life complicity.
Pass on, pass on,
Transient phantoms we.
© S.Dyer 2011
