It started with, WHAT IF WE LIVED UNDERGROUND?

There were catacombs – brick built up beneath limestone,

Braced arches of thick cement, made in uniform –

I imagined mail arriving on a model train

Like at Pizza King Station

Then listened for a whistle through the wall,

A sound that said, YOUR BOX NEXT –

Watched the letters drop through some plexiglass,

And opened the hatch.

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