the alphabet one feels with their fingers to read
we stayed for days
on the underpass
watching mechanical music
fall from the sky
watching cars spill onto
the streets beneath us.
unimaginable colours
marbled across
dashboards and windscreens
you held
all ten fingers
up to the sky
a highway semaphore
i imagined
what radio waves
might haunt
the crisp clean air
around us.
on the underpass
watching mechanical music
fall from the sky
watching cars spill onto
the streets beneath us.
unimaginable colours
marbled across
dashboards and windscreens
you held
all ten fingers
up to the sky
a highway semaphore
i imagined
what radio waves
might haunt
the crisp clean air
around us.
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