The facial recognition segment of my brain
Overloaded on the train downtown today
I spent the next seven stops struggling to place
Familiar eyes that met my own
A broken turnstile and rush hour delays
Confined me to a cold and claustrophobic space
And when I surfaced there the sky spit blue and grey
Into my red and wandering view
A cup of coffee and a keepsake with your name
Fading from the side like a chalk drawing in the rain
Helped keep track of my agenda for the day
Don't be a fool, stay on the run
You aren't fooling anyone
I scrawled a message in the slowly melting snow
"It isn't just from our successes that we grow" But if hope built ships, I'd make the ocean floor my home
And stare up at outlines floating on
Make me a vessel, great then gone
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