Saturday, October 1, 2016

Catullus' Valentine

I go overboard
Then I get back
To myself later
Like I was waiting
At the next stop
But the train roars
Right through the station
I wave to myself
But myself just
Stares back half-
Smiling like the glass
Half-full glaring up
At the glass half-empty
Floating freely above it
I love it

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