It’s still there

Hidden subtly inside my wrist crease

The scar

I had forgotten about

I have played this game so well

The living game

Since then

Before then 

Even now

Crossing the street

All those lifeless machines

Carrying people to their destination

They must be alive well

I am waiting

Surprise me.

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