It’s just a poem today I’m afraid #NaPoWriMo (day 8)

No intro, no fire poet recommendations. Just a poem today people.

Empty

My ears swell with the hollow ramblings of a moving train.
The air here is muggy, heavy with the scent of unwashed skin.
I am as empty as a carriage full of strangers,
growing more cavernous as this journey goes on.

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