Grand Central (Make Believe Friend)

Grand Central (Make Believe Friend)
And there you were resting light amongst the passengers, quiet and refrained in waiting silence.
Minds are fragile at the best of times and one would never wish to let yours descend without trying to prevent its fall under the weight of intrinsic hidden values.
I hope dusk holds off for awhile so we can mull over soft words in Grand Central, before you slope off to a recluse of mid-sixties  Mama’s & Papa’s and psychedelic sleep .
Your fragrance and mirth will give me the strength to make my way home, once again your distant invitation to tomorrow  leads me to the place I need to be………..


train pic

© Nick Hawkins, all poetry rights reserved 7/8/14

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