Station to go

Hallucinations of consciousness pervade

the long walk back from the edge

Look over there, a voice whispered

The trains to a future are now arriving.

Decide.

What platform do you require?

From the tunnels that surrounded me

trains arrived simultaneously

as I hesitated

all departed to whence they came

About Lindsay Craik

Writer & Poet Poetry, plays and short stories
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