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Secret Songs of the Passive-Aggressive:Part 7 - "In Transit" |
Do you know I commute? Every day I hop on And take a ride Across the river to cruelty From where I live. Most days I even go back home. I get on the train today And I swear I see you Over by the door Hunched down sitting on the vinyl floor Knees on chin Waiting for someone to trip over your Barely outstretched foot coming in So you can Apologize. You are reading to pass the time. I fell in love with you again The last time I saw you Sitting on her lap Teetering together on a rickety chair Unflappable Putting out the panic fire with your own Blood summoning needed vulnerability from a Position Of strategy. You are leaving. You are arriving. I step into a cab tomorrow And you are at the door Ducking in beside me Complaining about the cold vinyl seats Excitedly You babble at me intimate details of your Enormous hidden weaknesses and yet Of course I love you. Hey, wait just a goddamn minute. Sometimes I look into your eyes And boom, I'm back Just around the corner Leaning up against the dirty brick wall Out of breath Trying over the sound of my wheezing Desperately to hear the encroaching running Footsteps Of my past. I am praying that they go by again. How dare you look at me like that Like Like Like nothing's wrong Like everything's wrong Like you're wrong Like I'm wrong Like we were wrong. |