A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth.
Chiron Alarm
I can see over a thousand miles
Entryways to dark beginnings
A picture of a
Subway tunnel
And I’m the only one waiting for the train
I don’t know where it goes
When it stops
Or what order resides beyond the boundaries of sleep but you are
Awake in the only real way
A shadow to the keeper of the light
Groundfloor
My surface
And I don’t want to pass
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