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PEN STATION

“Style means the right word. The rest matters little.”  
—Jules Renard
 

Terminus,  
Parole Express Line.  
From the gray North  
all passengers emanate.  
Their unique callings to fulfill.  
Anticipating perfect placement.  
 
I, the Word Spotter,  
must organize  
all who disembark.  
Assuring each new arrival  
fulfills their maximum potential  
in harmony with the others.  
 
Travellers roll in
often already sorted.  
By spirit conductor seated  
to be simply released.  
Assuming predestined spaces.  
By Apollo assigned.  
 
Others in disarray come.  
Their puzzling together  
weeks of labor requires.  
Not one piece hopefully forced.  
Knowing with reason they came  
saves abandon from despair.  
 
Barring seasons  
when trains run empty.  
Down inspirations conduit  
they anxiously course.  
Dreams conjuring beauty, love  
understanding, pain assuaged.  
Written by Gahddess_Worship (Osomajestuoso)
Published | Edited 28th Aug 2018
Author's Note
Inspired by the "Blood in the Inkwell" competition.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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