The Signal
boundless loneliness will nudge us
on a bus over frozen ground
where highlands rise with receding snow
the songs in our ears are all we know
we've never been so at home
in a room filled with strangers
we fancy ourselves invisible
but possibility breeds exhiliration
settles and suffocates
they'll leave us alone
when we leave alone
without having spoken
routine fill us with purpose
we're sinking so far into ourselves
we wear our badges
speak in tongues
we're always searching for another…
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