I cannot read you without feeling my life betrays you. I set you aside with disdain for you make a big thing of existence when I know it is simply the dropping of a token into the slot and of riding downtown in the subway. How would you like to be pushed out by your camerados all getting off with you at your stop and rushing to have their coffee first before facing the boss? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ENDYMION by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 67 by ALFRED TENNYSON BEAUTIFUL SNOW by JOHN WHITAKER WATSON CURIOUSLY EVANESCENT by EVA K. ANGLESBURG SAD MEMORIES by CHARLES STUART CALVERLEY |