there are times i
wish i had my
headphones in
this is one of them.
the man behind me
is stark raving mad
quoting scripture as
if it was truth
i wish he put that
much effort into
reading scientific journals
or at the very least
national geographic.
as he gets up i
take a good look at
him, skinhead, he would
have been at home in
germany, circa 1941
meth sores dot his
face like land mines
i try not to think
i’m better than anyone
but sometimes i can’t help it.
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