No. 123 — Waiting for you

No. 123September 16, 202622 lines1 min read

It's been far too long since I've seen your face.

It's been far too long since I've seen your face. I used to chase to the end of the light beam. It looked like the third rail, if you squinted your eyes just so, as the train was coming into the station. I need to find that bright white beam again, shooting up into the sky, but I don't live there anymore. And when I close my eyes, the beam is blue. The dreams right before I went to sleep swirled and swirled. Until they stopped. Where do I need to go to see your face? Where do I need to look? If I rip open my chest, will I hear the tunnel rumbling? If I scream, will it still echo across the plaza, off the brick and concrete? Will I see the light beam? I think I will. I dream I will.

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