Sinister: Ink polar bear

[patrick doyle]

My Ink Polaroid

You can almost smell the coldness in the air. I’m alone in the station 
shelter apart from one other person. He’s wearing a hat, which fails to 
cover either one of his ears. He’s staring out the window as a car is 
pulling into the station car park, the headlights cut through the darkness 
like a knife through water, it’s 5.56am. The windows of the station shelter 
are frosted over, showing them to be in much need of a wash, snow can be 
seen outside, blowing furiously in the somewhat violent and unmerciful wind. 
The more sensible people among us have chosen to stay in their warm cars 
till the train arrives,

It’s on its way.


Patrick x


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