Trains



Network of railroad
Network of chatting
Backs turned on the goal
Backwards journey
The voices
The details that have melted outside
The details that heat slowly inside
Delivered to the good will
Of the rails
Small belongings of migratories
Warm, gathered under the constant vigilance
Of possession
Hypochondria
Relaxation
Pharyngitis
Still dance in the smooth hollow waves of the speed
The car following its roar
And taking us into its shadowing
To sleep
To dream
To wait until the neighbor's voice sinks
In the silence of the noise of steels burning's din
So anticipated
Departure
Warning
Closing doors on all what we have left
Cut aways
From the back, from the front
Gone







One forgotten month in 2010