at any specific length. at any time, do you ever wonder as you go about, of the people you happen to encounter the invisible baggage, they may be buckling under the strength they may require to not flounder the unwavering requisite support needed to get over What of the people where safe spaces are shared near but can feel so far away - an invisible enclosure Although our eyes function we are visually impaired You! A face in the crowd taking the train together but we are miles a-part decisions complicated by choice variety and obligations to live by buried deep in my worries to the steeple. No time for other people - whole or in-part with my worries I cannot worry about you too of care, I am bone-dry How could you not notice me get to know me ... in this packed train this shared home we are only close in time-space proximity A turn of face, of volume did you foresee, would leave ... no room for me A has-been, used ... to be your indifference shines on me from all directions most brilliantly I wish to be valued - every part to have - a place ... in your heart
Inspired by the guy I saw on the subway last Saturday, who I am sure was contemplating suicide.Sam
Sam ~ this is delightful. Also ~ true story ~ my wife’s best friend met her husband on the bus to work!
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Glad you enjoyed it. And I love true stories! Thanks for sharing 🙂