Frozen Tundra

I was lost on frozen tundra.

Above the track and in a train.

The announcements sound familiar.

Try not to listen once again.

I am moving with some travelers.

Must be on their way to work.

They are staring in their hands somehow.

It’s a kind of glitch in the matrix quirk.

No one much is talking.

Yet they have so much to say.

Reached out to the satellites there.

We were ignored there anyway…

Dennis Mantin

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