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I wore headphones, sunglasses and masks of malevolence, to bare the barren waste of public transit. I omit wrong doings, in loosened valves unscrewing under the pressure. But I often gestured for fire in showers of frozen rain while waiting for a train to come. I bummed smokes from bums and hustled five quarters from a one, I was stunned in the slump from suburban lives. Catching buses every morning, and every night. Three there, and three back. I was tired of lines, tired of waiting, growing impatient, and empathetically vacant to the vagrant wasteland, just passing through the corner of my eye. I was lazy and decided to move close to work for a 10 minute walk instead. Liberated and aware of the massive savings on bus fare. I lived happily ever after. The end.
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Jan 3, 2013
Jan 3, 2013 at 12:57 AM UTC
Public Transit
I wore headphones, sunglasses and masks of malevolence, to bare the barren waste of public transit. I omit wrong doings, in loosened valves unscrewing under the pressure. But I often gestured for fire in showers of frozen rain while waiting for a train to come. I bummed smokes from bums and hustled five quarters from a one, I was stunned in the slump from suburban lives. Catching buses every morning, and every night. Three there, and three back. I was tired of lines, tired of waiting, growing impatient, and empathetically vacant to the vagrant wasteland, just passing through the corner of my eye. I was lazy and decided to move close to work for a 10 minute walk instead. Liberated and aware of the massive savings on bus fare. I lived happily ever after. The end.
Mikhael
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Jan 3, 2013
Jan 3, 2013 at 12:57 AM UTC
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