subway musings 2001

in the subway
waiting
for love
a friend
loneliness
someone to jump
whichever comes first
@ least then the wait will be over.

on the train we all sit
each stop is one less more to go
until tomorrow when we do it all again.

up & down
eyes darting from ads to maps to empty spaces
all afraid to see
each other
or @ least be caught looking.

most of us too quiet
some are too loud
all on purpose
all trying to be recognized
whether it be for deafening silence
or muted shouts
all checking ourselves in the subway mirror
hoping someone will care
when we get off.

two more stops to go
then I can begin to call it a night.

-2001