- Vol. 05
- Chapter 06
RED DOT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE PHOTORed dot red dot. Are you supposed to be?
Winking like the Terminator’s damaged eye
Winking like the night taillight
Winking like the road not taken
A glitch in the digital veil
On the highway I would follow you and take heart
A wormhole, you grow and grow
Magritte’s apple in a room
A rupture in the cityscape
A way through
Red dot, so still when all around you is
The man is frozen, his statue hands
But you have the fortitude.