And Then He Waited
Out of work again it is for the last time.
Silver car awaiting the train.
Heavy sat serene on the rural main line.
Crossing out his life in the lane
with the engine off.
Waiting for the innocent fist arriving.
Crows in distant spirals observe.
Eyes are heavy metal the mind is blinding.
Seal the heavy door to the world.
"He just stopped the car
and then he waited."
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