Poster from the Charlie Chaplain movie "Gold Rush"
next to me is a girl with her slouchy eyebrows and pointy nose
see how she wiggles her thumb
she stares into a thick book
One would think it’s the bible
If only it would stop her from daydreaming
Luck would start to roll her way
in my mind I make a joke about the unlikeliness of a queue of fox trotters suddenly appearing to ask if she cares to dance
she doesn't belong to this man looking at her.she doesn't belong.
upon arrival she checks meticulously her pockets, rushes toward the doors, jumps out into invisibility
like an unfinished episode of a soap opera that crashes into your line of thoughts
soon someone else takes her place
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