i sat across 3 reading ladies on my way to work.
one just started with her book,
the younger one was in the middle of hers
and the other lady was almost finished.
tightly pressed lips. deep concentration.
a different world. entirely their own.
and i was in theirs,
constantly going back to mine
musing when would i bring a book...
then the train stopped.
they were replaced by a man
with an aqua-blue ds lite console.
i think i'd like one too.
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