The Game

Got caught up in the game

Riding trains around a sunset city

a perpetual indigo twilight

a heatwave

headphones on an outmoded technology

Still, reliably able to get lost in ….

All of that sweet dream

You are something else

he said

As I got off

A smile shifts over decades

a grimace over a life that became a cobweb

thickened and captured

Still, reliably able to

Only Think Of You

Precious gifts slumbering

Peace over confusion

A fox passing on the tracks


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