Close your eyes but keep your mind wide open. The door is ajar. The dog is barking. The streets are empty and so is my head. The people walk past me. They walk through me. They stare through my body numb with self-denial. The wind is screaming, the curtains are drawn like my hands put over my ears. My heart is pounding, my limbs are shivering, ghost trains are running though my head all night. You are in the air, in the earth, in the sun, in the rain. You are in the deepest of my thoughts, thoughts i dare bring out of this closed box which is my heart only when the night is dead and bats reign over the fruit trees. (I'm sorry, that seat is taken.)