I am stuck in traffic

don’t hold your breath for this
make chlorine your home
as the tsunami of us
rushes over

i will still wait for you
when the light blue cracks in your ceiling
blacken and screech

i am the ink in a pen that is broken
i am visible
and disregarded

don’t wait up for me
what difference will it make?

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