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parking lot

in an ordinary dream, we were at a big convention
all the people walking by: the best intentions
counting faces, climbing numbers, names that I could never tell
invitations, imitations of that wishing well

now the school bus is unloading
filled with smiling boys and girls
and the song in every headset
is "it's a material word"

then it's my turn on mass transit
all tinny squeal and diesel fuel
all the ads I see inform me
of the pachyderm and muel

these days I get in bed real early
turn on the late show ahead of time
a flashing order in my slumber
to watch the talkers as they mine

they tell me:
woops I forgot! left my keys in the lock
in the parking lot

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notes:

I've been to the 'Living Green' expo a few times now, and I suppose that I should be in heaven there, but somehow it's just completely overwhelming. what is that fear of being in a crowd - agorophobia, is that it? I don't have that at, say, the state fair, or in a mosh pit, or anything, but something about being there last time just made me want out. like every booth was this reminder of enviro stuff that I want to do but never seem to get around to: "oh, solar panels. that's... great! wow, recycled plastic furniture. very... durable looking..."

it's not that my ideals are even really that hard to live up to. but sometimes... tonight I was in Subway (you know, getting a sandwich?), and the radio is quietly humming that booming techno theme... "Y'ALL READY FOR THIS???"

I feel like I'm on autopilot sometimes... and I know I'm not the only one...