It’s a mystery to me
How to navigate
Commonwealth Avenue.
Even with a college education
An apple a day
And a fully-loaded Mastercard,
I still need a map
And a T schedule
And God’s good grace
To get from one place to another.
I’m just another MBTA rider,
Sitting in front of a boozer,
Across from a hunter,
I feel like a gatherer.
I will collect this experience,
Combine it with yours
And others’
Collectively we will find our way,
Charging down the street
Like marathon runners
Hooting our horns
With a total disregard
For lanes and lights.
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