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JOURNEYMAN
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Spine-tingling railway sleepers
sleepy houses lying four-square and firm.
orange beams divide the darkness
Rumbling fit to turn the waking worm.
sliding through victorian tunnels
where green moss oozes from the pores.
dull echoes from the wet embankments
battlefield allotments. fresh open sores.
In late night commuter madness
double-locked black briefcase on the floor,
like a faithful dog with master
sleeping in the draught beside the carriage door.
to each journeyman his own home-coming
cold supper nearing with each station stop.
frosty flakes on empty platforms
fireside slippers waiting. flip. flop.
Journeyman night-tripping on the late fantasic
too late to stop for tea at gerard's cross
and hear the soft shoes on the footbridge shuffle
as the wheels turn biting on the midnight frost.
on the late commuter special
carriage lights that flicker, fade and die
howling into hollow blackness
dusky diesel shudders in full cry.
down redundant morning papers
abandon crosswords with a cough
stationmaster in his wisdom
told the guard to turn the heating off.
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Spine-tingling railway sleepers sleepy houses lying four-square and firm. orange beams divide the darkness Rumbling fit to turn the waking worm. sliding through victorian tunnels where green moss oozes from the pores. dull echoes from the wet embankments battlefield allotments. fresh open sores. In late night commuter madness double-locked black briefcase on the floor, like a faithful dog with master sleeping in the draught beside the carriage door. to each journeyman his own home-coming cold supper nearing with each station stop. frosty flakes on empty platforms fireside slippers waiting. flip. flop. Journeyman night-tripping on the late fantasic too late to stop for tea at gerard's cross and hear the soft shoes on the footbridge shuffle as the wheels turn biting on the midnight frost. on the late commuter special carriage lights that flicker, fade and die howling into hollow blackness dusky diesel shudders in full cry. down redundant morning papers abandon crosswords with a cough stationmaster in his wisdom told the guard to turn the heating off.
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