This station

 

Time stops

and I’m lost in that

momentary space

In-between alert

and at ease.

The thin strand between

asleep and awake, a blur

in the airways

of this fluorescent escape.

This station has become

a writing room, a cinema screen

rolling through the credits

to the film of my life,

backed by the soundtrack

of tolling bell chimes.

 

This station

is a confidant that screens

my messages to the moon.

Making sure they pour

like syrup from my lips

before I drip them onto my page

to share with you sat there

in a different place.

It’s a space where time sits patiently

and listens to my thoughts.

It’s more than a waiting room

It’s a melting pot of ideas

glowing through the gloom

of the autumn rain.

 

This station,

underneath its angry

fluorescent glare, hides a smile,

eyes that care.

I sit aware of the eyes

that look out into nowhere,

and in every stray image I consume,

a new storyline flickers over me,

like a candle blowing

in the wheezing chill breath

of a wind that circles you.

 

 

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Stationary nights

 

Oh, those stationary nights,

watching life just flutter by

under starlight skies.

I watch the fairy lights take flight,

cold wind chills me to the bone.

That old whistle reminds me

that I’m still human

and that these skin and bones

still feel the hurt

when the cold freezes

the wrenched free tears

to my cheeks like dirt.

 

On these stationary nights

when my mind sits

empty and life floats by,

when I’m alone

and even my tears

won’t come and sit beside.

I stand and let my heart boom,

for I don’t pity, I’m in the city

and my heart sits pretty

knowing that things will turn out right,

when I take off my shit smeared lenses

and see the beauty in the fairy light

that dazzles my eyes.

 

On these stationary nights,

when there isn’t another soul in sight,

when it’s like the world has left

and I’m stood right outside

just peering in at the

display window scene,

trying to get some attention.

Just someone to mention

that I am missing, that I’m distant,

that my smile is not present.

I don’t hide, I don’t fall to the ground,

I don’t stomp my feet loud

and shout how life is unfair,

I let my smile grow wider.

 

For this is my story and I’ll live

every page as if it’s the last,

and if I’m alone and I’m cold

then I’ll look to the lights,

those fairy lights that twinkle

so bold and bright,

their colours a delight,

mixing the night

into a kaleidoscope sky.

I’ll smile and I won’t sigh, 

for there is a whole world I haven’t seen,

there are sensations I’ve still to feel,

sights that will blow my mind,

adventures that I will find.

So why sit and sigh at a sky

that is trying to show me her light?

 

 

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Hourglass skies

 

I see through

hourglass skies,

a tide of time

spent by your side

and that shore is a place

I will visit every day.

Still waters

refresh my burning feet.

Waves lap gently, mimicking

the beat of the heart

I hold within me.

 

I see through clockface memories.

Futures present themselves to me

in a series of stitched together

fragments of a dream.

I take you hand.

Fingers between mine.

I hold you tight as we pull closer

and let our lips taste the night.

And I’m filled with light,

I can feel the heart take flight

and soar up to the stars above.

Could this be a fantasy?

Just a misremembered dream,

then why does my heart

still sing of star dust love,

and why do I see so much

when my eyes are closed shut?

 

I see over sandcastle sunrise,

a place I could stand

from day until night.

Feeling the sand

sitting tight between toes.

And as the night

gently takes hold

watching the moon

as she glows

and seeing you dance

in the images she throws.

 

I see in those hourglass sighs,

the swimming motion

of a fierce ocean

beckoning me in.

And I wish to swim with you

in your clear crystal seas.

Just take this hand,

Fingers between mine,

pull me close

and feel my lips

as we stretch the limits

of reality until it snaps,

and we can just bask

in the everlasting eclipse

of the sun and the moon

dancing in their ballroom of stars.

 

 

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