I sat at the airport
Where I was going
is not important.
I read a magazine
the people looked smooth
unlike myself.
I thought about leaving
but then I wouldn't
be on the plane I needed
to be on.
Just then! A man in a silver cape
broke into the airport and
ran through the terminal
moving so fast
he might have been a superman
of sorts.
Saving a plane surely bound for destruction.
Never mind, it was a baggage cart.
I was lonelier than before.
I took a shit and didn't wash my hands.
Who would know?
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