Babylon

The empty screeching late night tube train collides through its tunnels with ear piercing velocity.  The empty seats until the lonely musician gets on board for his journey. Another thankless gig no doubt, playing to a half caring audiences unaware of the struggles and the rip-off venues. He looks despondent, but no doubt tomorrow he will continue his search for his personal Babylon.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s