graveyard of love

horrormuppet I think i met an angel on the train   horrormuppet This older man moved my skirt aside and I absent-mindedly said "oh sorry" for being partially  in his seat and he said "dont be sorry, this is new york" and then showed me all his poetry about observing the world and living as a restaurant worker during the pandemic and we talked about how i worked in a grocery store and as a bartender so i resonated with his work and he told me "i may never meet you again but it's nice to meet someone worth talking to. I might sound like a world class idiot sage, but you can't  be afraid. That's  no way to live. You have to trust your humanity."  Then he shook my hand and got off the stop before me. Hello. Hello . Hello.

I love you overgrown gardens, i love you graffiti, i love you weeds growing through the cracks of the cement, i love you roof gardens, i love you vines climbing up walls, i love you nature and creativity overpowering governmental structures, i love you nature reclaiming abandoned buildings

the past isn’t behind you it coils inside your body that’s why some years you feel closer and more nostalgic for certain ages than others just fyi