The emotion that almost startles,
as if happiness had failed
This
southern gentleman in a yellow suit
passes me by
in Westminster
mumbling
“njenjenjenjenje” and looking me directly
in the
eye.
People do
that.
I think
he’s an idiot
playing a
different kind of idiot
and I
really think it doesn’t
take one
to know one.
Meanwhile, the child’s
kite flies
as it skips
rope down the street
and I
laugh
into the
pillow of my unbelievable luck.
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