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My hands fidget a lot and
I make funny faces
without realizing it and
you could see in my eyes
I am not really here
most of the time
my mind is far, far away and
my thoughts run
in and out of my skull
a thousand miles a minute

Right now, for example
I am thinking of something
that lasts forever
(guess what it is!)
something that has
one forbidden, overabused name
and innumerable possibilities

and then I think of a man

my brainchildren
fold upon themselves
that way

but I will jump
to the next intersection
as soon as the light turns green
I will give the exact fare
to the driver
and spend only
one brain cell on it

and I will have had
two hundred conversations
with the aforementioned
man in my head
before I even
turn the key in the lock