Tuesday

taking the train home & i forget to get off

The guy next to me on the train is very strange. 
He keeps staring at my brain. 
Should I ask if he needs help? or do I just look away? 

This guy on the train is very strange. 
At the next stop, we make eye contact. 
He hands me a gift. This gift, is only a gift in the eyes of the taker. 

If you believe eating this piece of paper that has magical drugs on it is a gift, then sure. 
I’m confused, should I eat it, or let him keep staring at my brain? 
I’m too nice, so I eat the magic paper, forget to get off at my stop. 

And that was the day I ate L on the train with this strange dude. 
The rest, well is in the past…

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