the deep, dark caves in my shoulders hum with static. creeping up my neck to behind my ears. and my head just wants to disembark and float away like some balloon into the galaxies. but it doesn't, and instead falls forward into its hinges, the weight of my lashes pulling me down. wearing me down. shutting down.
i think i'd rather be away these days. i miss the train.
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what's keeping you at the platform?
let's go away!!!
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