The train starts with “I”,
always. The least
interesting way to begin.
“You” who peer say so:
A here that is not here.
A sea that is not a sea.
The hardest mouth
bursting with another
man’s trash–
A few look on furiously
scribbling down
cliches–
These are reachers
whose fingers
“we” call.
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