Cap, Beard and Bun

Cap, Beard and Bun

Waiting.

For a ride which may never come.

Just windows flying by of

cap, beard and bun.

On everyone.

Cap. Cap and Beard. Bun.

Unable to see there’s no longer a Me.

Nobody left to be any One.

No longer free, no longer caring

how they look as each one is wearing

the exact same skin

each of the others is in.

Cap.

Beard.

Beard. Bun.

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