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Gray Stations

December 27, 2022
By GXu08 BRONZE, Lilburn, Georgia
GXu08 BRONZE, Lilburn, Georgia
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The station is where one feels the loneliest

People compact together in the large metal box

Their eyes reek of misery and dance along the light

Glued to their screens, not moving a muscle

 

The gaze is fixated on the blips of color,

Living for something real yet vicarious

The wheels rattle along the staid tracks, but 

Perhaps there is more to life than just waiting

 

Trudging on, seeking distractions,

As the present blends into the past

When do I get to the good part?

To fully embrace life for what it means


The author's comments:

This poem is about finding optimism within the mundane events in life.


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