Sunday, January 15, 2012

Lush!

Lush, with the sratches,
and tell-tale songs,
words laden with stones,
and hearts made of fire.

Every now and then,
they rush on to those trains,
dressed with poise,
and carrying their baggage.
Laughs, silence, winks, silence.
Music, dyes, colors, music.

A day complete,
they return,
fatigue, sweat, screeches, sleep.

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