Chiba Bay Line Journey

River you lie. Chiba you lie. Makuhari's skyline fading in the glass. Office lights are

drifting as we pass. Bayside towers standing in a line. Neon veins along

the highway spine. City waves are humming soft and low. Guard rails catch

the sodium glow. Far ahead the night begins to bend. Chiba signpost calling

to the end. I remember daylight by the sea. Crowds and trains and ordinary me.

Now those quiet platforms in my mind. Turn into this blazing bale and

grind. Chiba Bay Line. Aurora sprint racing through the night.

Drawing colored ribbons over waves in flight. Highway like a halo round the