Mouth breathing,
during the evening rush.
Blocking the subway door,
playing Candy Crush.
Oblivious by choice,
neck angled down.
You stand there in the way,
like an unaware clown.
Staring into a phone,
might be your escape.
But how about everyone around you,
like an unaware clown.
Staring into a phone,
might be your escape.
But how about everyone around you,
just looking to board or get off the train?
We want to zone out, too,
and forget about our worries.
But we can't 'cause you're planted there,
cramping our hurry!
We want to zone out, too,
and forget about our worries.
But we can't 'cause you're planted there,
cramping our hurry!
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