Worlds
Colliding
“Attention
passengers:
Welcome to
Melbourne Central Station”
Says the
artificial voice
Not one of
them hears it
On a night
like this
Old friends
speak intimately
Standing
close
Another is in
his own world
Transported
to another era
Where trains
and exhaust aren’t yet imagined
When he looks
up
Dragons and
medieval castles will disappear
He’ll see the
man in the suit
Walking past briskly
With one hand
in his pocket
And the other
gripping a casual backpack
A girl on a
mobile phone circles me
Chatting loudly
with a foreign tongue
Comforted
perhaps that I don’t understand
Her smile is
conniving
What could
she be talking about?
The artificial
voice snaps back to life again
The train
appears
The platform
empties
All disappear
into the same setting
Worlds apart
between us
Now worlds
collide
Barriers
between are up
Aided by
personal comforts
Enables a
feeling of somewhat safety
When worlds
overlap
Underground
Perfect description of travelling on public transport, although I would have liked more imagery on the other passengers' worlds - I want to know ~F
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