Monday Night 8.00am
A lost world, populated by lost
souls waiting for the last plane to fly
away from a small island to a metropolis.
Both are preoccupied in alternative worlds -
mp3 player and book. My presence in this
non-space is marked by a snapshot of
their 'worlds within worlds'.
I seem to be invisible and this image has
been manipulated, but the neck tattoo is
real.
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