no one’s noticing the picking.
March 4, 2010
woken up to the crinkle
reporting the news that pertains to
yer morning time
through my headphones
you speak of pretty sunsets of orange
haired women sitting diagonally
infront of me.
powerlines cross path with these train
tracks don’t block out
yer crinkled remarks
pink polish makes me more approachable
i wake up to business suits
bodies geared up to ride alongsides
the likes of me. with the
sneezes and the shirt tissue.