Echo
Her name is Echo
Without external sound there is silence
I accidentally met her eyes staring at the ceiling
She was oblivious
She waits rigidly for something
A neon-coloured robot doll that can't be decoded
She said
Her body is hung with locks
I thought
Those locks
It seems that only she has the authority to open them
Or maybe
Some will adorn her body for eternity
She said
She longs for my freedom
I thought
freedom?
Is it the light of freedom or the light of death?
The distance between my skin and hers is just a nib away
30cm away from her phone
And the heart beating in her fortress
Is out of reach
I watched as she wrote on me
Where body meets soul
Trains speeding by
I picture the train in her mind's eye
Transparent
A cube
Can it fly?