The Other Side

That night
you enter the tunnel
back in your country of subways

*there is no easy way

Inhale moss and tar and vibrating
air that always waits for the next train rush
air that does not know moonlight

there is no easy way

Tunnel the length of a blues song
tunnel your chorus
take your time warming up

should I, should I ask for more

Belt out Etta James,
nightsilk worn by the friction
of deep thunder and lightning

so I won’t be wasted

You’ll never hit
these notes again

like sugar on the floor

they carry
you to the other side

*Lyrics from “Sugar on the Floor” by Etta James

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