Empty Vessel

I was standing at the train platform this morning waiting for the next train to work like hundreds of others waiting silently in the brisk air.

As one train was pulling in it muffled an announcement over the loud speaker which I only partially heard claiming- "..empty vessel on platform 9" , which stopped me for a moment, as I looked around at the glazed over eyes and tired withdrawn expressions that were most likely matching my own and thought how true that feels, the dreadful empty and resentful feeling, the emaciation of your soul, that’s coerced to do what it needs to make by.

But rather than recognition of the working condition it was merely signalling an empty train moving off, though I like to think that perhaps the announcer was acknowledging both.



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