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BTS, Sala Daeng station

i am usually the late one, so i am hardly
ever the one who waits (at least, when
it comes to appointments, haha).

not being used to standing
outside the rush hour mob,
i see now how transits
are a frenzy of anonymous faces.
people flit in and out, dashing past you
before they even make an impression.
scanning from the periphery,
you wait for someone to surface
out of the crowd, out of your past,
to be relevant to you again in the present.