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[mercywaits]

the ride back was ugly,
people were large
loud and nothing like
what i'd chose to share
space with, rub up
against, or give half
an hour to.

the lookers in our
century tell all
their dramatic
encounters. i won't.
i don't want to have
any more and the
ones i've had already
i want to keep to my
self, with the door
shut.

simply i'm saying
the cars were too small
and the strangers too
many and the ride back
was ugly and not to
my liking.