Sundae evening eye took a l8 night train-ride back home from campus. On m(eye) way eye was very sleepy. Every1 in the carriage dozed off. IT was eerie when eye opened my i's between stations - like a scene in a sci-fi movie with every1ne asleep, cryogenically frozen. Like in "Pitch Black" or "Aliens" - Black windows reflecting inward, the carriage furniture rattling while it's hurtling along the rails with the odd spark from the overhead power lines exploding blue flashes outside.The lights dim intermittently - South Africa is experiencing a power-supply crisis. Modern poetry.
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