vagrants and traffic jams

after a long, worried time,
sitting on other people’s minds,
that true old friend of mine,
turned to me and said:

“kid, you think too much.
you are 20 years old!
don’t panic!
no one really like this world
where everything’s in transit.

fuck these poetics of yours…
you are not alone, ga-damnit.”

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