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Wednesday, 16 August 2006
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Captive
(Stuck trying to turn right at the Hardy Street lights at 5pm on my bike)
I'm here, can't you see me?
Why won't you acknowledge my exsistence?
You've let the lane to the left of me go twice,
while I've been waiting here, waiting for you.
I'm in the right lane.
It's the correct lane to.
Is it because I don't have a shell?
I'm human, I'm here. Why can't you see me?
If a fellow human were to join me in this lane,
with their shell, and all its weight and presence.
maybe together... together we could get your attention.
Or maybe you would just see them, and I would be in their way.
I'm stuck here under your little red arrow,
with a new batch of shell carriers every 56 seconds,
none of them want to turn the way I do
me and my little bike can't get your attention.
If I waved my arms would you see me,
and release me from your traffic light trap?
Or do you only see those that travel in their shells.
You'll never change...
Screw your rules.
11:05:51 PM 
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2006
Murray Neill
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Last update:
2/09/2006; 10:44:15 a.m.
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