The Boy On The Train

by reginadee2014

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Max Miller Poetry

Silence and snores,
Yapping and yawns,
Cackles and couples and close carriage calls.

Hairstyles and headphones,
Rucksacks and raincoats,
All come together to meet on the tube.

Readers and writers,
Late night drunk fighters,
Footsteps and Fosters and faces in phones.

Minis and Maxis,
Prefer to to take taxis,
All come together to meet on the tube.

Fags behind ears,
Too many beers,
Laughter and lovers and linguistic tongues.

Brothers and sisters,
Mrs and Misters,
All come together to meet on the tube.

Snooze through your station,
Surprise meet elation,
Snoggers and singles and singing out loud.

Convergence of culture,
The world in an oyster,
All seen by the boy with the pen in his hand.

– Max Miller
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FYI – ‘The tube’ is the London Underground Train System

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