Stranger on a Train
I do not fit in with anything today
just passing through with as little fuss,
the bare minimum. Today is not
a day dodging knives and barbs,
rolling under punches,
taking issue large and small,
crucial and otiose
No, today I shall be a rough sketch moving,
a fleshed out notion, a shadow of a familiar
I cannot be bothered to recall.
See, it works – I tried to recall.
It is good to talk when no one’s listening,
just pretending, no revealed or hidden agendas,
no issues to take account of. Hassle free.
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