Sleeping Car

The silences gnaw
At my side

In the still air
Still moist
Still molecular
Ailes of silence
Of a sleeping car

A car
Baring eyes
That bite

Unblinking oasis of
Glances universal

Stareful in
Spendor

The blood barely
Moves through me
At the curtain
Crossing

As silence
Stabs its stain
Across my flesh

I open
My eyes awake

Finally

In a
Sleeping
Car

© 2016 Tony Robles

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