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The Bridge
the feeling zone
the train brain, the triune brain
truly insane
the tongue flicking out
sensing the senseless
the disembodied ruin
of love’s only passenger
a suicide
an emergency stop
a problem for the work crews
thinking’s a trick
a nuclear fusion
of hydrogen atoms
& evenings alone
on the subway
love’s led to this
lied to this
love’s a bridge
from here to her
to heart
screech
a rail’s speech
metal on metal
empty cars rolling home
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