fuck you and love me

tonite I rode thr light rail thinking of you, of me, of this whole shitty world of leeches and powdered donuts walking around rattling on about trivial bullshit. I looked at the faces as I walked though the cars, they cant or wont make eye contact, just stare off or down at their feet, as if the answers were written on the floor. I look for your face, knowing its not here, but needing it to be. I suppose Ive been looking for you a hundred times in a hundred lives, just missing you here or there. A line in a store, standing next to you in the airport, sitting next to you in traffic, hell I probly looked right in your eyes thinking theres another one who'll eat my soul. I sat all the way in the back, watching the lights pass and fade like faces, and thoughts, that is my past, I turn to look at the front, there is my future, I look at the old man bent forward in pre-death pose in front of me- thats my present, FUCK! Im getting the hell out of here and go plot my escape! Maybe next time we pass you might just say-"hello". or at least "not this life, do something productive". C.

fuck you, kiss me.