Tweet, Tweet

Image credit: Kian Lem

Tweet, tweet, who you lookin' at?
You, yes you
Third finger on your clavicle
Don’t stare at me. You aren’t beautiful enough to look at me
I been fractured and refractured hundereds of time. My body and soul broken and rebuilt
Invaded
Geta away from me
Step back from the curb
I know your type. Fingering your clavicle like that
I not standing for this anymore, I’m getting off
Hey driver, pull over, this my stop

Overheard on 120 Bus to Miami Beach, April 2019