Why
do I
stand outside
and wave
at passing trains?
It’s what Dave
did
as a kid.
Why
should I
change?
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She was a stranger/
on a train, but she messed with/
my brain. Did I change?
OR
… my brain, and I changed.
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Cyrano Writer: Musings of a Revolutionary Romantic Poet