Lost Poem by Suki Nakamura

Lost



last night i saw this boy
sitting at the train substation
smoking
and he looked at me
but i did not mind
(i have other problems
of my own)

just this morning
the newspaper's headline
says that a boy committed suicide
throwing himself
on the railway

i sip coffee.
i breathe more silence.

Saturday, December 12, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: problems,smoking,suicide
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