There was a time when you could escape On trains headed west as far as the rails could go Dropping you at the edge of western civilization Now all the rails end at metropolis bright and buzzing Full of all the colorful people that populate this world End to end to end with all of their full color lives When sometimes all you want is the black and white Shadows and light of the world of one person Facing the depth of loneliness with a smile of content Far from the maddening streets of people connecting In gigabytes per second transversing kilometers in less time Than it takes a neuron to connect one thought to another The sizzle and pop of firing handoffs flying Without slowing to make sense of what was passed Between handshake and handshake to thoughtless head nod I want to be in the great empty where there is no connection Other than hand on heart connecting head to sou In the desert of spirituality where I can kill the modern mortal coil To rise ascendant like steam from the earth fallen and risen pure Transcendent and electric and connected to no one But the only person who matters most myself
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