Words that came to me unbidden at the end of travelling from home to Sydney for a 3 day training course...
Maybe it was the wine?
Strangers standing in Taxi rank queues,
Contrived patterns in concrete structures,
Pinks & mauves highlight the dimming skies,
Gasps of surprise as the car swerves,
Through tunnels of darkness,
Replicants of those in my heart,
Emerging onto metallic pathways through space,
Suspended in air and suspense of time,
The full moon greets me like a friend,
Crazed escalators within glass enclosures,
Leading to nowhere & beyond.
Maybe it was the wine?
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