I've traveled through outer space,
sat buckled to the seat,
daydreamed
with aliens all around.
The outside domain was a blur,
I rode supersonic steel
knifing lush countryside
between chasms
of skyscraper structures.
I tried to decipher
the language of such folk,
who seemed unfazed by my jokes.
Their gaze, the same slant,
followed my every move,
I felt like an un-caged freak,
myself an alien
in a future-world
riding bullets.
Jan 9, 2014
Jan 9, 2014 at 3:32 PM UTC
I've traveled through outer space,
sat buckled to the seat,
daydreamed
with aliens all around.
The outside domain was a blur,
I rode supersonic steel
knifing lush countryside
between chasms
of skyscraper structures.
I tried to decipher
the language of such folk,
who seemed unfazed by my jokes.
Their gaze, the same slant,
followed my every move,
I felt like an un-caged freak,
myself an alien
in a future-world
riding bullets.
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