Commute
Commute
I saw her reflection in the train window on my commute home today
Peering, gazing, thinking she can't see my stare
A glance towards the glass and I've been caught
Quickly pretend to look right through as if the tunnel wall interests me
But the cables and the clips cause me to think how they all got there
Gangs of workers in the night time
A momentary thought I look again but she's gone
A stop I don't remember
Perhaps she wasn't ever there
I continue home, thinking random thoughts
Autopilot travel, can't remember how I got here
Disembarking walking thinking
Home
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