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I WISH I COULD TELEPORT!

By Danny Bennett

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As crows cry frantic. Disturbed and aggrieved.

Above deserted, characterless streets,

With daunting shadows and corrupted light.

The way ahead is always uncertain.

 

Hulking metal on flowing arteries.

The passing roar; monstrously ferocious.

Occasionally fading. Is it safe?

A death-defying gauntlet to be run.

 

As strangers approach, weary and cautious,

Trapped in the confines of the tarmac path,

I wonder: Are you friend or are you foe?

Like ships in the night, we pass unnoticed.

 

Until finally, the journey’s end. Home.

To a loving embrace, warmth and comfort.


 
 

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