Crazy Train
Drowning
In the garbage
Of downtown Long Beach
I can read minds
When I don’t sleep
I’m not lying
The guy seated
Across from me
Is doing things to himself
And if given the chance
Would douse us all
In gasoline
And run the train
Into a wall
He knows
That I know
That he believes
Human beings
Are cowards and garbage
Unfortunately
I did not see any heroes
On the Blue Line
That morning
I was too busy
Becoming the enemy
Of a coward
In a city full of garbage
David Burdett
3/27/21
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