11/29/2016
How can you be
so fucking clueless?
from the moment you stepped on the train—
you've been a complete mess.
floating from seat to seat;
bag sitting in the aisle.
To not a single person
did you so much as flash a smile.
everything must revolve around you
the way you sprawl in that chair
no regard for another soul
can't tell if you don't recognize
or just don't fucking care.
they must have pulled you off the street
wiped off the shit
threw you in a poorly-fitting suit
because here you sit.
you offend me
by just being here.
I think you're a worthless piece of shit.
to make myself crystal clear.