Broadmeadow Station

Broken glass

scattered in the subway

grit glitters

like jewels in the concrete floor

thick with grime and grease

of a thousand footsteps

A  coal train rumbles overhead

I hear it all the way to Gunnedah

People wait

and wait

for loved ones on the Sydney train

Dropped torn tickets

kisses, hugs

Walk out laughing

Arm in arm

Embraces

The platform once more deserted

I walk alone through the subway

Kicking newspaper

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