Thursday, February 10, 2011
An Ode To The Transit Rider
In 2 parts____
part 1. You move your lips when you read on the train
I've had you pegged from jump street
part 2. tough, tough lesbian on the bus you wear an eyebrow ring ring even
as your hair turns grey you were born during the war
"If I had a stroke would you take care of me" "fuck you, you wouldn't clean my drool"
you hang up your phone
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