Tagged: L train
for seven stops on
for seven stops on
the L-train this morning, we
read our books, sneaking
in the tiniest expressions
just for each other to translate
.
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as soon as the doors slide
as soon as the doors slide
open on the Manhattan-
bound L-train, we pick our
seated target, step
into the car,
making a beeline
to settle in front of our
fellow commuter
who looks most like
a Lorimer
or a Bedford –
if we get lucky,
it’s a smooth,
seated ride the rest
of the way, even if
we get a little stuck
in the tunnel
.
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on a scale from walking
heavy man on the
heavy man on the
L, dangling –
by a thread of
sleep deprivation –
from the vertical
handrails, nodding
off outside
the beat of my
evening commute
selection, maybe
waiting
for the transitional
bridge to catch him
.
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on the L – the only train
on the L – the only train
whose passengers have a
figure lit above their foreheads
counting down the number
of stops before they
disembark – i take my chances
standing in front of a young
lady, hedging my bets that
she will not change her
mind this morning. thank
goodness for this new
installation – the L
train: executing MTA’s
experiments, transporting
perfectly poised guinea pigs
.
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