Is an explanation really required for this one? I won't bother.
Dear Mr. Corporate,
Excuse me for my silence
On the subway car last night
As the asphalt scuffed your shoes
When you stepped onto the site
Leafing through your papers
Briefcase gaping wide
Paper grin spreading
Laughter splitting at the side
As the subway doors clicked shut
And the air stifled in wait
Your papers spilled across the floor
Escaping tomb of late
I did not move to help you
Though I doubt you saw me there
Instead I backed against the wall
To skirt your bloodshot stare
You babbled to your phone
A slur of frenzied, thoughtless sound
While gulping at your coffee
Caffeine, to find what can't be found
As the rails hissed our arrival
You bustled off the train
Fading into that hazy fog
Of the lucid and the sane
I apologize, Mr. Corporate
And though it is no excuse,
I couldn't help but notice
Your tie echoed a noose
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