Lost my religion @ six,
I think I’m losing my vision now, too.
I cannot recognize the same faces anymore-
much less in the dark.
On a flickering subway train
the dishevelled man is playing the piano.
Well, it’s a keyboard on his lap.
over & over.
No one seems to care though…
All tuned out,
face-down in their screens.
How many times can you play angry birds,
before you actually turn into one?
My stop. [sketched picture of subway train]