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Songs Of A Subway
Watching the world go by one car at a time
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Humans on the subway. At my eye level, his hand encircles the pole as the subway train weaves and bobs. I study his hand, and he catches me doing so. The colour rushes to my cheeks.
A young girl on the train puts me in mind of Janis Joplin and Woodstock.
When someone bumps into her, the woman watching the world flash by returns to reality. But only for a moment.
She looked so sad, staring out the window.
What thoughts were passing through her mind as the world whizzed by?
When the talking-to-himself man walks by on the train, the passengers don’t know what to do.
It was as if a movie star had entered the train. All eyes look furtively toward her, then quickly avert. When old-world glamour enters the train, time seems to rewind.