Go Towards The Sounds

I hate tunnels

I hate airport tunnels
With their ugly orange lights

I hate train tunnels
Dark and tight

I hate playground tunnels
Suffocating and hot

I hate tunnels
Because it feels like I’ll never get out

It feels like I will die there

But then I see the angry sun
Or the bright green trees
Or the plastic toys

All greeting me

Maybe there isn’t a light at the end
Of your tunnel

But there is something

You can get out.
I promise.