A girl with her father's feet is standing up.
I break her skinny arm into a "z"
She holds it above her head,
Waits for the flash and blinks.
The man next to me is shaped just like a dog.
He's asking me which stop I'm getting off.
I growl into his pointed ear.
He crawls away on all fours
In tears.
I focus on the scratch marks on my back
To keep my fragile daze in tact.
On the train the people screech along. A girl with her father's feet is standing up. I break her skinny arm into a "z" She holds it above her head, Waits for the flash and blinks. The man next to me is shaped just like a dog. He's asking me which stop I'm getting off. I growl into his pointed ear. He crawls away on all fours In tears. I focus on the scratch marks on my back To keep my fragile daze in tact. Explain Request ×
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