louis is a small boy
much too small for his age of nineteen
he stands on the platform of the train station,
back hunched due to his heavy backpack,
and listens to the warble of impatient voices,
tapping feet;
everyday life.
YOU ARE READING
stationary.
Poetrylouis has only one hour, which is enough; for time had never seemed to affect him © 2014 by finallyawake. all rights reserved.
