Outside the blackness rolls past in a rapid clatter.
Cold closed warehouses backlight with a single yellow lightbulb, displaying semi-circles of snow and parking lot.
A railway yard 10 tracks deep, miles of frozen freight cars braving a northern winters night.
The light from the window next to mine showing me white tracks, illuminating nothingness as I watch from my dark rolling bed.
So dark I see no reflection, only night.
Barreling furiously through cold miles, an occasional blinding flash of red clanging bells.
The charcoal sky silhouetting still blacker trees as we hurl through nothingness.
Cold closed warehouses backlight with a single yellow lightbulb, displaying semi-circles of snow and parking lot.
A railway yard 10 tracks deep, miles of frozen freight cars braving a northern winters night.
The light from the window next to mine showing me white tracks, illuminating nothingness as I watch from my dark rolling bed.
So dark I see no reflection, only night.
Barreling furiously through cold miles, an occasional blinding flash of red clanging bells.
The charcoal sky silhouetting still blacker trees as we hurl through nothingness.
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