The Daily Commute

We are all subject to the train’s pull
No matter our worth in weight or wealth
No matter the sum of gold noosing necks & wrists
Gravity wringing aspirations into pools at our feet

We are sacks of meat, burdened by the heaviness in knowledge & consciousness:
The knowing we are, and yet not

Writing preface to our own demise,
Whilst the load of space around seals its binding
Fisting righteousness in the left & ignorance in the right

We, nature-made, we
Busy in breath and body

We, donning better halves as pelts and scarves, we
Soulless sleeves malleable in gear

Train people
As does a bundle of seaweed moves about a scape of blue

Powerless in swing


2 thoughts on “The Daily Commute

  1. The entire poem encapsulates what is happening in modern Life. But this line : Fisting righteousness in the left & ignorance in the right
    Couldn’t be more relevant. Excellent work.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you Macxermillio. I couldn’t agree more about what’s going on behind the scenes. Happy writing ✨


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