blinking light . . . cellular sight
time arbitrarily finite
too many tables where i see
students sitting seeking solace
in each other’s company
jung girl eats tuna from a can
i think that she
used to be a man
serious studious dude
young couple's romantic interlude
upstairs
downstairs
upstairs
down
a murmuring menagerie of sound
four minutes in . . .
wheelchair willy
feeling a bit chilly
bald-headed biker sheik
lift my eyes, take a peek
wallflower
hall prowler
willowy beauty
captain jack and the asian guy
watch them all . . . walk on by
thirty seconds left
or would that be
like two fifteens
just half-bereft
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