What lies
do we tell
ourselves to
tell ourselves
to others,
besides for the
flaky truism
that we are
not lying to them,
or to ourselves?
*
A subway rocks
the modern lullaby
for passengers who
ooze and drool
for a different parent
that can be understood
and changed
and that is not
stained with the sweat
of others
long before they
get there
and longer, too,
before they get off.
*
Watch for people
watching for people
who watch people
back, and speculate
if anyone is
watching you
and if they see themselves
through your eyes
eyeing them.
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