i mean - what the fuck.
I guess this date was over before i realized
you were preparing to get off at the next stop..
queasy feelings have me shaking
as the patterns beneath my feet begin to sway and overlap
like a blackened sea
and everyone around me looks concerned in manner
that promotes intentions that they won't keep
an overall feeling of compassion and reaction
to boy hunched over nearly bleeding tears onto the walkway
with a face so red and a sweating neck
the bundle of body parts falls into itself
my arms and legs give into me
it's like a fetal position in my seat
if you make up the equation
it's minus 90 percent of me
because I'm gone from this reality-
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