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Techno Love -No Change
Bright lights and future memories
make me sick
for what I wish I had...
The kids are screaming psych-babble
as I search for peace
in a cathartic world marked with numbers
It needs to end quicker
things take too long
when you're staring at the clock
and hoping for one more glance
at the pretty passerby
to calm you.
I bite my lip and exhale
waiting for something to happen
something to brighten my spirits.
unexpected silence
provides no drama
only Spanish and smoke.
I'm not the only one
as it dawns on me, I spot others
waiting for their moment
putting pen to pad
silently shouting
No second glimpse still
so I rest.
