Writing For G.O.T

The Journal on the Train Seat (B&W Final Cut #5)

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like a face faded
the journal on the seat
beckons him to read
and not push away
its bruised cover

the writer’s initials
like lost hieroglyphs
compete with her
shady, ill-fated life
tangled in fragments

countless epics
of shimmer or chaos
a glimpse at things
found or lost
or the day’s news.

not true poetry
on a windless breath
but a spectral text
serving to reveal
Emerson is dead

yet, his undue act
a sinful trespass
into someone’s script
while his thoughts trip
on muddied tracks

5. He found the journal on the train.