You walk past me
Like you walk past me today:
With a friend, with a smile and an
Uncompromising ‘Hi’. Thinking that I am
Thinking to ram all the way through
In or to you.
Like you walk past me, and in my fancy
And my spree, you’re just customary:
Just one of a hundred and ten thousand
two hundred and ninety three. That’s how I love you.
What you mean to me.
Onto you, I will come
If you would become
The bitch that your ambition
And your vanity tells you to be.
Flesh, bones and a smile. To me
You’re just an inhaling biology
That’s not worth my consideration
The moment I knock you down
And strip your brown vanity
And the make up off your gown.
When you walk past me — next time,
Smile at me.