down
when i go out.
i tape
a smile on,
and recite a few
lines
from memory.
keeping
things civilized.
i ignore the rain,
the wind,
the yellow taxis
that
barely miss me
when i cross over.
i've lost my way,
i've lost days
and hours.
i see a bird making a nest
in a tree,
it's spring.
so what.
don't they know
what i know by now?
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