Standing at Station Nine

The night falls. 
The station grows dark. 

It is empty
and schedules lie. 

You are waiting, wondering. 
Alone in a foreign land, 

not frightened, 
not exactly, 

but perplexed, unsure, 
anxious, frustrated

that somewhere people are traveling
while you

are still. 

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The photograph was taken just outside Amsterdam, The Netherlands. You can click on it for a larger version. 

Tom