Starless
And between
The margins
Collapsing
On cold days
The world rests
Behind locked doors
All wavering
Liminally
I see myself in two
A well-lit room
On High in Blue Tomorrows
A story come true
In dreams that I elude
Liminally
An effigy of you
Shrouded
My eyes turn in
To see the stations
A departure
Liminally
I see myself in two
A well-lit room
On High in Blue Tomorrows
A story come true
In dreams that I elude
Liminally
An effigy of you