Right on the seats

 

I always cry on the tube
receiving my penalty fare
when I forget my belongings
right on the seats 
when tears watered me down
when memories fought back
Then stubbornly collect
your smiles as sunrises
my hope as it collapses 
My mantra becomes
picking a word
tasting like oomph
a radish bunch of sticky 
impeccable happiness”

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