a racehorse on a train platform
an old gentleman with sandwiches
corned beef and the vamping of forged iron on concrete
there is no rider
the beast is mad and the old man's acid is coming on...
it's raining, rush hour, tanoy, echoes,
miraculously the animal lays at his feet
inside the glass waiting area
he gives it an apple
Thinks the horse:
(in his newfound tranquility)
"This place reminds me of an aviary in Nottingham
..where there was that weird severed head of a woman.. a bust
I believe. ha No matter"
The man finishes his meal and bids farewell
The horse, unsurprisingly, is denied entry to his train
Later, the man is annointed with the vision of a wild stallion on a parrallel track
as he sips a coffee in the buffet car,
indigestion gone, for now.
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