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Bus Ride

Prepubescent voices crawl back and forth A squeaking, scratching chorus of topics unbeknownst to the speaker Meaningless sounds produced just to be heard Drowned out by the unfortunately undeafening silence of headphones plugged into nothing Misdirected words, hidden insults, skewed meanings Subtle bullying pretends to be older and wiser when it is terrified of new things Gay, Nazi, emo, rape, laughter Because the body is hilarious Crowded faces: authority is buried under the splotchy noise Enter swear here _ _ _ _ _ _ _. Because “faggot” is an address And “You have no friends” is just kidding “Go kill yourself” is love Outward rudeness to the man who puts himself though it daily An example for the even less learned 7-year-old cursing Because “asshole” means nothing to them or anyone else. Sit down because there are seats Look in my eyes, taken back immediately stupidity realized in a golden split second of mortification Split second passes now with more phantom confidence One by one skip, saunter, slither down three steps Yellow noise recedes not fast enough Obnoxious created by too much television And its weird to be gay, and gay to be weird Unacceptable open windows to normality Jack my swag Kindly, Will you please shut the f* * * up.
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sage-king
English
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Sep 24, 2012
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