Sophie Bex

A packed station 

A bustling sea of loneliness 

Little dream bubbles collide 

Cups of tea and roaring fires 

Friendly faces and tight hugs 

The sea disperses, racing, jostling 

Desperate to escape onto the approaching train 

Leading them away to places they long for 

Away from places they long to stay in. 

Panic ensues – 

Quick find a seat, one that’s not reserved, 

space for a bag?

 Chests tighten, heat rises 

The sea dreams once again 

The world racing by as they sit cocooned in their 

little time capsule 

Consumed by their own thoughts 

Unaware that life continues on outside their 

window.