Monday, January 6, 2014

Let that bus go by
now getting on it anyway.
Lesson from traveling:
if this rickshaw feels odd,
you might wait
a long time
then to be adored by children.
adored?
ignored?
adoring, ignoring
I've got something scary going on
I'm going somewhere scary
and I don't know how to bargain
(yet?) with the moms and brothers.
My scan 
on the seesaw
tips up your new tears
yours for yours!
I'm grounded on my tail
asplinter.
What gets the still go going again?
compact generations, drill and gun
passing a passed note
promise smiles?
I want off this playground.
I want off this rattling hack,
windshield covered in god stickers
except the space shaped like a driver head.
I've got this card and when I tap it
pays for every bus. 

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