A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth.
Beyond Good and Evil
I waited in the wings of the dark night
For you to take notice of my
Evil eye
Watching the trains pass at 10,000 miles per hour
I tried to pick out each individual passenger through the tinted windows
But, there was something waiting for me
Molded to my invisible curves
A dream-catcher
Person, place, radio static
Until statistics turned me into
An impossibility
Beyond good and evil
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