Oct. 15, 2012
Watching Others on the Train
Watching others
watching others,
Watching others on the train.
A grey haired man
plays with his fingers,
Reads the texts
of a tired Korean woman sitting next to him.
Across from her
is a Mexican mother,
Making faces at her daughter,
laughter in the arms of her father,
brother sulking in the corner,
watching others,
watching others.
A grey hooded man sleeps
with his hands in his pockets,
dreams of thick jackets,
While a woman with a rosary
hums a hymn
and rocks herself to sleep.
Favored past time for city couples,
silent smiling lips,
inches apart,
subtle points from fingertips
flick from him,
to her,
to me,
sitting back two rows,
watching others
watching others on the train.
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