I stopped at a few bars,
Partly because I was alone
Mostly because they were on the way home.
The city lights are antonyms
to my blackened out telephone.
love is a disease
To who's symptoms you are much too prone.
So jump on the subway.
Ride it until you're home,
Or sit on it until you are familiar with the unknown
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