Train ride

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Train rides

Always feel the longest

When I am alone,

Why?

Everyone is always

So preoccupied,

What happened to

Politeness?

Cellphones here,

Laptop there,

Blank stares,

It’s like being in another planet.

 

Hesitations to communicate,

What happened to

“Hellos”?

Where are they now?

Countdown to destined stop,

3 more left,

2 more,

Ladies and gentleman we have arrived.

Diversity,

Hello parents,

Lawyers,

Teacher.

Ciao students,

Homeless people,

Old and young,

New York.

So many different smells,

Sweet,

Sour,

Bitter.

Advertisement everywhere,

Body modification,

Brand new phones,

Even our soul can be cure.

Awkward smile,

Look away,

Listen to music,

Drift to sleep.

Why is that

Train rides

Always seem so long,

Yet lonely?

So many trains,

A-Z,

123,

Endless.

I could easily

Get lost

On a train ride,

Debate.

From Queens

To Bronx,

Brooklyn,

Manhattan.

Even different states,

But why does it feel so long?

This ride,

Lulled me to sleep.

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2 thoughts on “Train ride

  1. Joshua says:

    I feel the EXACT SAME way when I’m on trains, everyone’s so isolated! My dad does too. What a great social commentary!

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