For hours trapped with egoists in train
They talk without a pause and drink their beer
Their smell of garbage drives me fast insane
There’s nothing greater to enjoy in here
We share our life and our successful work
For everyone to hear inside this cage
At night we only have ourselves to jerk
Of course I need to hide my constant rage
My senses never fail to overload
I’m smelling every smell like it was hell
While moving backwards on this painful road
I need to overcome this fruitless spell
        The louder someone glorifies himself
        The faster I can put him on the shelf.

        © Dominik Alexander / 2024
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