tuesday, february 2

headed home at thanksgiving,
i got off the train in lincoln
and as i walked east through the haymarket
a homeless man with no front teeth thought i was
someone named daniel
i'm not daniel, i said, you don't know me
and when he grabbed my arm i shrugged him off
and said leave me the fuck alone
fuck you, he said
and as i walked away he stood on the corner
fuck you fuck you fuck you you fucking fuck

tags: topics/poem

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