Posted in Poetry

Green Line Train

too complex
to know
whether left or right

well wait,
i think i know
the mystery
explained to me
waiting for the green line train

and bright lights
taught the learning curve
follow the dimensions
i heard

and still
no idea
i understood
the dynamics of social fitting in
while the machine
welcomed robots
to coexist with us

right and wrong
so i thought
before everyone
in the dungeon
scattering rats

2 thoughts on “Green Line Train

    1. Yes. And no. Lost souls. Abandoned buildings with a heart beat. Weary and worn by concrete and raging spray cans dumped on side streets. I love a cities vibrancy which is ironic knowing how strange we all are on the buses, trains and sidewalks.


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