(((((((((((((((lets just say we both wanted out
               Lime St, the station was a seat of government, faces
                                                                                           like petals
                                                                                                       on fire
                                    faces, they were deafening, and my companion
                                    behind me, I didn't know his face was glass, was
                                    the train, our reflection, the windows
 
                                    the bodies in the windows
                                    were the ancient raging dead
                                    were ourselves, perfected)