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Industrial wastage,
with rust iron landscape,
electronic call, signals
an urban escape.
Waterfall ferns,
on railway sidings,
squealing of brakes,
as wheels start sliding.
Flashes of night,
as tunnels become us,
roar of the engine,
as stations flash from us.
Metal on metal,
turn wheels of steel,
the smell of the diesel,
the brakes grind and squeal.
© Alexandra Carr-Malcolm 2012