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July 13th, 2009

but, a joy... @ 06:28 pm

sitting on the train
is So Cold

I'm skinny
though I accept myself
with every passing day
as more of a Thick Man

the extreme air conditioning
(especially on the old trains of my lines)
chills me to the bone
even in this hot summer weather
I always carry a long-sleeve shirt

yet in this city of multitudes
I am not often sitting by myself for long
and when someone does join me
-a hot young lady, thighs bared
or a thick older man
I can feel the heat their bodies throw off

and bask in it

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