purgartory

there is a space
of time, of place
that just exists.

no light. no darkness.
no fluttering wings.
no fiery pit.

just endless moving sidewalks
pulling me from
storefront to
storefront to
home and back again

is there an exit strategy?
a malfunction, a cross-wiring
that might short circuit
this endless, straight and narrow

is it possible to exit
without pain?

if it was only my pain -
i'd sacrifice burnt fingertips
to start a spark
but i'm not alone here
and the others seem to like
purgatory