Sometimes You Dream Standing Up
By: ShinigamiForever

A stick of gum
chewed bland gray
liquid stone in your mouth
A wall
stone hard gray
vibrating with old cigarette ash
lean against it
And-

The light ahead
makes the passerbys a line of ants
crawling
under the vision of your shadow
you
see
them
grow
L.A.R.G.E.R.

The floor beneath
it thuds with
the distant rumble of a
train
waiting for
something
other than you
And are you
waiting for
yourself?