Tired boy leaning on the glass
Tired girl with bloodshot eyes
Tired woman in yellow with pained posture
Tired man with a coffee in his hands
Tired boy with his tired hound
Tired woman rocking back and forth
Tired woman with one eye open
Tired man with a gaze to the ground
Tired wheels that ache and groan
Tired sky the colour grey
Tired lights that shine on tired people,
tired one day then they’re gone.
The sleeping boy hits his head and gets off at his stop
The crying girl moves to another seat and gets off at her stop
The pained woman fixes her stance and gets off at her stop
The coffee man wants tea instead and gets off at his stop
The restless boy picks up his dog and gets off at their stop
The rocking woman finds her place and gets off at her stop
The cautious woman takes a breath and gets off at her stop
The dreaming man breaks through the fog and gets off at his stop
The solemn student sits alone stalking the people of her city
- nads;
About the Creator
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Autonomy Is The Real Privilege
Good morning, freedom-seekers! Today we’re gonna be looking at autonomy. A strange word, I know; one many would probably look at blankly and run away from on sight. We’re gonna figure out what it actually means, consider how it’s achieved, and decipher just how deeply most of us are tangled up in dependence without realising it.
By That ‘Freedom’ Guy4 days ago in Humans
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You have certainly captured the spirit of the subway with this poem.