RIDERS ON THE TRAIN PROJECT

the grey patina takes over
the moment objects in the urban landscape
have no clear definition
no sign of depth from each other
there is one veil of vapors
escaping from the sewers below
people in streets are out of focus
blurred movement
some seem to be figures
descending lower strata
where other undistinguishable breathing corpses
lay in cement tunnels
trains load & unload the grey cargo
grey cadavers fill common graves below
grey patina takes over
the moment

Aldo Tambellini
from “brianscan 90”


there is no escape from the black
night
it compresses the negation of colors
into
the dense shield where no light
filters
keeping the sun’s corona
in
a forever eclipse
it’s
the last train & the next train that
takes
the human cargo into deeper tunnels
faces
in cars in carbon & graphite
features
imprinted in tar graffiti
details
lost in the even blackness
someone
forever sits in a station bench
before & after
the next train & the next
rush
tunnels to tunnels
someone
at another station
a face deformed
corroded by acid HATE
waits
for a train that never
stops
at that station

Aldo Tambellini
from “brianscan 90”