Thursday morning....

Faces pass, faces pass, faces pass

places pass, places pass, places pass,

life go, life go

down, down underground

no service

darkness

the train rock my insides

and i'm staring up, up and away

im avoiding eye contact,

look at finger, look at feet , look at signs,

faces pass, faces pass, faces pass

looking, searching

morning time

memories of last night

where i was , what i did,

who to run too, I am lost

places pass, places pass, places pass

im caught up in my music

and the train conductor voice booms from the heavens

as he close the doors

move away from the doors

I can hear the rails beneath me

and the loud banging of metal

reminds me of slaves

singing in harmony

im at my stop

doors open

i get up and avoid eyes

I walk out

forgetting where I was

remembering where I am now.

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