if we both fall asleep
on the train, it will rumble
right on past your house
past all those bars
across the windows
where the mosquitos
and moths flutter right on in.
this light of this subway car
is not bright enough
to keep me fully awake,
but it is bright enough
to keep me from
showing you my lower back
in front of all these strangers.
the man across from us
has planted violets under his seat.
I want to stay here long enough
to see them bloom.
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