4-25 Sea-Tac Airport, Here

here.

I was a straight man,
passing through,
I was a park ranger,
returning,
I was a gay man,
becoming,
I was an artist,
leaving,

today,
I am,
a ghost,
in these hallways,
between the footsteps and elbows,
of the people,
rushing,
blurring by,
in bags,
around me,
I brush,

the straight man,
passing through,
the park ranger,
returning,
the gay man,
becoming,
the artist,
leaving,

they don't see me,
but I see them,
and we are,

here.

together.