Sitting patiently, within a crude shelter, waiting for a bus.
Splashes of vibrantly colored paint gracing the short walls.
Cigarette butts litter the ground.
The repulsive carelessness of society.
Cars turn, oblivious to my position.
My mind is processing at a hundred miles an hour.
War with China – Mother’s birthday –
my first cat, Leroy…controlling it is becoming harder.
Please disregard any obscure outbursts
– ALIENS BUILT THE PYRAMIDS –
it’s all just a part of my mask.
Red neon lights portray the grocery stores logo,
assaulted by sexual desire.
An urge unlike any experienced before.
A pair of women approach for the left.
They are conversing about the benefits of relationships.
The kid next to me won’t quit looking at me, as he continues to bleed on his notebook.
(Where’s the hidden meaning in that?)
The air is getting colder now. I can feel the kiss of winter tainting my icy fingers.
A train in the distance sends chills up my spine.
I am caught down wind from a hospital.
Sanitation has an intoxicating effect on my hemophiliac comrade.
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