I don't really love anybody
that's ok because I really do love everybody.
One way or another.
Even though nobody really understands me
and I don't understand anybody else.
I don't see people when I go out only backs crowding a train
and faces riding it. It's hard to sleepwalk sitting still but you can
and roll through cushy neighborhoods toward shitholes.
Most anybody can manage a delicate smile.
The creepy guy can lift his newspaper.
The hardcore
dudes can swing out of the aisle and scowl
without such menace.
The security guy can tell a joke.
It makes the food service worker laugh.
I'm sorry, everybody turns to look at her voice
like a blind dove
singing through a shut window, and her bronze hair
skipping through gorgeous daylight
in absolute sympathy to the motion of the train.
that's ok because I really do love everybody.
One way or another.
Even though nobody really understands me
and I don't understand anybody else.
I don't see people when I go out only backs crowding a train
and faces riding it. It's hard to sleepwalk sitting still but you can
and roll through cushy neighborhoods toward shitholes.
Most anybody can manage a delicate smile.
The creepy guy can lift his newspaper.
The hardcore
dudes can swing out of the aisle and scowl
without such menace.
The security guy can tell a joke.
It makes the food service worker laugh.
I'm sorry, everybody turns to look at her voice
like a blind dove
singing through a shut window, and her bronze hair
skipping through gorgeous daylight
in absolute sympathy to the motion of the train.
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Ick!