Lonely woman, harsh concrete

Living as is, bikes are problematic

Nakedness gets you — get out

I heard the hello drop like a hot potato

I didn’t even smile

Guilt, groundless emotions

feeling your alien feelings

I always carry cash; I left

my wallet — insert the inaccessible


I pledge such deep compassion

But wretchedness leaks in through

the attitude, through reinforcement,

proof — poof, your anger intrusive, invasive

Perverse let me ins and objects never nice

Noticed too often and never enough


2 thoughts on “092415

  1. Insert Samwise saying “I don’t know why, it makes me sad”

    It really does.

    The grey feels leak through like water left too long in a paper cup.


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