Darkness makes it impossible to gauge just how long this bridge is.
Everything becomes its shadow under the light conditions.
I don't exist when I'm alone; incognito ergo sum.
I don't exist when I'm alone.
High beams haul the husks of hovercars, wavelengths partiacle to the sound.
Wind rejects the wisened who-you-ares, and memories, life's living scars, become unwound.
On my right an empty ocean ebbs, but theres nothing left of me.
When I'm alone, I don't exist.