Haven't Got A Name

I was outside on a lunch break
In the financial part of town
The streets were shadowy canyons
Between the buildings all around

I was standing at a stop light
And across the street from me
A woman stood there gaping
With eyes like tv screens

She’d heard some shocking gossip
Through the cell phone at her ear
OH! MY! GOD! she kept repeating
Each word so fierce and clear

The light told us to cross the street
And as we passed I watched her face
Chanting OH! MY! GOD! and gawking
And my mind began to race

I haven’t got a name
For all we’re doing
But it seems insane
And so unreal
I haven’t got a name
For all we’re doing
I haven’t got a name

She’s an idiot! I told myself
An American idiot who wastes
Her free time watching other people
Pretending to live on tv!

And when she gets a tiny bit
Of liveliness in her own life
She hypes it into a huge flashing jackpot
To match the dazzle of her screen!

And then a breeze between buildings
Whispered into me
And something soothing in that wind
Almost seemed to speak

It told me I was foolish
To rant behind me eyes
And I should take the meanings I’d made
And toss them into the sky

I haven’t got a name
For all this beauty
But I feel as sane
As this is real
I haven’t got a name
For all this beauty
I haven’t got a name



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