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man in an orange jacket, angry because his bus is late because he's from New York and deserves better than you. shouts to nobody ----------------------- a little girl with her daddy in line at the grocery store say's "daddy a heart! a heart!" and points to a drop of water left by a bunch of carrots. he feigns interest looks exasperatedly in my direction I do not humor him. she is me. ------------------------- there are a lot of people with that face that face like there's nothing left of the world but the space left by cracks in the sidewalk is that my face too? I have to stop living through metaphors don't start writing surrealist poetry. these days I feel like I do most of my living on the bus.
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Feb 13, 2013
Feb 13, 2013 at 4:15 AM UTC
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man in an orange jacket, angry because his bus is late because he's from New York and deserves better than you. shouts to nobody ----------------------- a little girl with her daddy in line at the grocery store say's "daddy a heart! a heart!" and points to a drop of water left by a bunch of carrots. he feigns interest looks exasperatedly in my direction I do not humor him. she is me. ------------------------- there are a lot of people with that face that face like there's nothing left of the world but the space left by cracks in the sidewalk is that my face too? I have to stop living through metaphors don't start writing surrealist poetry. these days I feel like I do most of my living on the bus.
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Feb 13, 2013
Feb 13, 2013 at 4:15 AM UTC
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