she stood there still
serene calm of defeat
on a young-old face
a shriveled hand through the grill
she stood there still.
no cause for modesty had she
no coy glance at a handsome face
to do that was a weakness
in her state she could ill afford.
large sunken eye gored me deep
blaming me for the cause
of a hungry stomach and lost youth
one irreparable the other irrecoverable
she stood there still.
her anguish flowed into me
and i brooded over existence
and philosophized over life
and cursed the generation
that had ravaged her utterly
and the train filled - started to roll
while she stood there still.
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