(written for one of the millions lost in the shuffle, pushed aside and dismissed.)
i saw you in the
clouds,
an apparition between
the passing cars.
the whites of your eyes
spread,
you didnt see me
nor anything.
you were selling gum.
your fingers
pressed and fumbled
coins
to insure value,
you never saw me
nor anything.
you would whistle
tunes
and talk in songs
and gaze at the void
around you,
you never saw me
nor aything.
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