A way to fall through the lines,
Into other universes.
Amongst iodine stained greens.
They have a tremble,
Anticipation of nature’s striptease.
They know everything is about to change.
But the light.
It catches against edges,
Showing you where to look.
And that’s what I’m chasing,
To let it catch the edges of me,
I want to feel that shudder again.
Looking up at doll house lives,
Listening to snatched conversations,
Through open windows.
A man plays classical piano,
A backing track for the cities heartbeat.
And I let every part soak into me,
Hoping I can pour it into words later.
Is it strange to feel so alive,
In a place where I’m so invisible?
Otherwise the night is too dark
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