distant chaos
empty chairs
a room at wait
space for many
holding none
in between here and there
the watching sky
moves on and on
from cloud to rain
to sun again
the coming night
the rushing crowd
noise of feet
a hundred heartbeats
jostle hum
a sea of faces
moving from here to there
doors closing
stomach lurching
a hush returns
the stillness waits
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