Scenes From A Blackpool Conference:
After Silent Years

After silent years
the dissettled apparatchiks
agitate words
conhiding true motives.

Chained from the question,
hollowed of the answer,
they’re too wary
to worry beyond.

But train doors
don’t wait
for stations to stop.

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