Everything’s hard when life is easy.
Cubicle eye contact avoidance.
It seems, at last, I’ll always be this way.
Got a thrill from exhaust and asphalt
making me immune this morning.
We all want all immunities today,
but who knows what might coat the nose
with superhuman oil slicks of power,
we all waited to say hello until we had no choice;
exchanged notes on lunch
no one knew I had only just
become permanently myself
they didn't even know!
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