The Other Side
Leaving one world for…
An easy jump. I let the train drag me down into the tunnel and out on the other side.
“Welcome to the other side!” — a man looks straight through me, greeting someone behind me.
Walking between thousands in the park. Nobody gives way, nobody looks at me. Nobody sees me.
Opposites rule. People looking left but turning right. Looking away when they need contact.
Geese greet me. I talk to them. They feel safe with me and eat more grass.
Seagulls screaming, children screaming. Sun shining, wind blowing.
Not here but sensing the world, like a ghost in a mirror.
Let me hear your breath. Let me hear you are there. Free me from the mirror.
