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The steady throbbed hum
Electricity and coolants permeate the space
And being.
Competing with heart
To secure space in this life
Disembodied informers
Enunciators of naught
Time, place, departure
Denote a rush to passage
Punctuated by curtain call
As the base of humanity is silenced
Ensconced in glass and metal and plastic
To be borne to place
The cry of agony
Steel turned onto iron
All depart to silence
Calm to drips and drops
The street above leaks the weather
Spaces in the impermeable
Leave vestige puddles
Splashes high symmetrical
Trumpets mouths opened
Aching upward to new voices
Punctuated by rhythmic bumps
Loose joints jangled by solid wheels
The weight of trams
Silent above
Drummed below
The dull rumble of the outbound
The pitched squeal of the inbound
Engorged with commerce
From then to then at
Employed
Buoyed by possibility
The challenge to excel
The rare to exceed to recognition
A distant dream rumble
Approached to Flinders
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Dead end here
The hiss and throbbed hum
Shadowed passages of strangers
Connected wireless to ether
Good to morning
A start to an end