AWAITING THE DIN
I was reading The Dangling Man on a
Tuesday eve - the light, though adequate,
was dim.
-
There were two very old men nearby -
sitting on library chairs, they neither
spoke, it seemed, nor cared. We may as
well have been riding to doom : a Titanic
or some other such vessel.
-
All was sedate. Out the window nearby, I
watched a train go by on its trestle.
I was reading The Dangling Man on a
Tuesday eve - the light, though adequate,
was dim.
-
There were two very old men nearby -
sitting on library chairs, they neither
spoke, it seemed, nor cared. We may as
well have been riding to doom : a Titanic
or some other such vessel.
-
All was sedate. Out the window nearby, I
watched a train go by on its trestle.
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