Freightless

The tune hums along in G
And the lights buzz softly

I am being taken somewhere
Someplace beneath it all
Underroot, I am
Descending
So deep
The dreary sun
And her arms
Cannot reach—
Lower
Than commonplace people
And all their happenings

It is cold here
Below the surface
And the door appears, open
As I
Recede


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