the banal and inane
Sunday, May 22, 2005
draft werk 01
In New York
The odds are staggering
Unquestionable
It will happen
And I've always gotten a thrill
From standing in such close proximity
Perhaps that can explain
The intimacy I feel
With perfect strangers
Two boxcars away
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