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A thousand eyes from the train turn in
revolve in their sockets
And see where they’ve been

A thousand eyes from a train turn in
and drop from their cavities
To the floor, where they role about
and fall through the gap at the base of the door

A thousand eyes line the railway track
and nobody notices
And never will, that
their eyes are missing, lying a far way back.

It’s not their eyes,
it’s their freedom that these people lack

(I commuted by train from mid Surrey to London for about 9 months to my first job as a junior at a city solicitors whist also studying for legal executive examinations at a college in Holborn. I quit. Just couldn’t do it.)