Prague?
Another train is coming. This one,Like the last, will blow its whistle
As it nears the station. This one, too,
Will disgorge pensioners and jostling
College students. When its destination
Sign has changed, you'll grab your bag
And board to be transported to a place
You hadn't meant to go.
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2019-08-24 at 02:44
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