week 6 Speed Writing

The absurdity I came up with while listening to this weeks track:

Travelling, steam train at the station, as the smoke belches up to make more clouds in an already murky sky. The controller paces the station, as the fancily dressed passengers carefully board the train. The engine flares, the doors close and in a flurry of steam the old trim creaks to life. The controller sweeps onto the train as it pulls away from the platform. A single figure is left standing at the station, as the steam parts and the wind settles, the man all dressed in black paces along the platform. His eyes are shielded by black shades and he walks slowly, mysteriously back through the station. The train is out of sight. The man in black is unseen as he slinks away into the darkness of the muggy station. The patrons don't even seem to notice as the man disappears. What was he doing at the station? Seeing someone off? Waiting or hoping for someone to appear? The station is quiet. The clouds roll in and a mist settles in over the platform, ready to welcome the last train at dusk. Slowly by slowly the minutes tick by on the big station clock, and the man in black waits in the shadows for the coming train. As the light fades from the last rays of sun, the dusk train appears on the horizon: steam belching up through its chimney, the evening sun gleaming off its shiny cabins, passengers sighing as the station is reached safely. The man in black watches and waits: perhaps this will be the train. From the shadows he leers as the final turn of the wheels creak the mighty machine into place alongside the platform. The wind howls, the smoke clears and once again the man in black watches, paces and waits.