Monday, April 4, 2016

day one hundred and eighty-eight : forest green

tonight on the train
a long ride
because i'm covering

sickness weighs down
every muscle
i set my alarm
for forty minutes from now
and doze

in between white phases of nothing
i notice a green jacket
same shade
dancing behind
the blur of my eyelashes

perhaps because
i just interacted with you
it does not seem odd
that you might be
right there
in the seat in front of me

my stomach clenches
and i strain to open my eyes-

a japanese man.
and the jacket
isn't similar at all
in cut

i accept
eyes closing again
for there are many more
minutes to go

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