passing strangers

in the street

some of them look

nice and neat

i guess i´ve seen

better days

like some buildings

in this place

i accept my

monster part

far apart from

any heart

people stare and

call me names

guess their minds are

full of games

uncalled for yet

spoken for

things she told me

to ignore

passing strangers

passing by

with their towers

ten feet high

just an ordinary day

i´ve got too much

time to play

too much snow and

too much guilt

in the house that

jack has built

there´s too much

ferocity

triggers animosity

passing strangers

have agreed

and they share a

common creed:

"we believe in

touch and go

kiss and tell and

radio

we all trust in

certain signs

mary jane and

ballantines"

LARZ GUSTAFSSON   February 17, 2010