Not a day goes by
I don’t wonder what might have been
I stare out the window now mornings on the train
Count the lights in the tunnel on my way to the station
I was nine once and I
Had the king of hearts threaded through
The spokes of my bike
I felt like I was flying
My shirt blowing out behind me
Once when I was alive
This morning, I saw myself reflected in the window
I faded into the frame of the door
I’m a scene in a snow globe
I found in a store
It was cold
I had only ducked in to keep warm
I’d hang my life
Up like a suit
Lеave it behind me
Empty
As I havе been
Until now
I lean against a plastic map of the subway
Propped up in my old blue suit
It’s morning
It’s Monday
A girl across the train
Has broken her umbrella
She’s dripping with rain
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