Going apeshit
on a Septa train
cause
I have no pen
to poeticize
the racing thoughts
dancing before me
passing the Philly Zoo
& crossing the Schuylkill River
and scoping out
a beautiful young woman
but being too shy
and too awkward
to start a conversation
and the pen
(or lack thereof)
Indeed that’s only serving
to intensify
the insanity
boiling in my heart