listen to the
pounding of my
heart, in sync with
the Endless midnight
bell and hear me
shout until my voice is gone.

among the digital
interference, your dim voice
reaches me, and i
take one more step
on this lonely path, restless
heart in hand.

so i’ll meet you
tonight under the fading
light of the fourth dimension
so that we can watch
together, the electronic Dream
from our monochromatic stage.

as an arrow flies across
the sky, riding a gust of
indigo wind, i turn
to the sky
“tomorrow, please
don’t come.”