lost
July 2nd, 2010
some days
i just can’t make sense of it
the working day gone
so quickly
so pointlessly
so disappointingly wrong.
when i limp home
beaten and despondent
the neat little student
sitting across from me on the tram
lifts her phone
starts to make a call
and suddenly vomits on the floor
there isn’t much I can do
but I offer her
a small packet of tissues
to wipe her hand
before stepping off the tram
and into the dark rain.
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