Subconscious Rip-Off

Taking matches
to my wig tonight,
I want to beat
your fingers there.
Chop off and burn around
everything that still
smells of you:
hair, trees, life.
See what can go wrong
when you do over
what you think isn't right?
As far as we go,
our stop is fast approaching...
here it is.
On a bench, being
patient with the public transportation.
30 minutes until
I become
Erudite Girl on Public Transport.