To the man standing with me
Waiting for the 8:42 train that never existed, thank you.
I felt less stupid standing there. Before,
I thought of that girl who jumped in front
Of that train months back. How fast they whizz
Next to you and how they won’t stop even you lay
Across the tracks.
To the three teenagers sitting across from me
Your porkroll, egg, and cheese sandwiches smell
delectable. If I was either trashy or hungrier
I will pounce you and grab your sandwiches.
But don’t worry, I will just sit here and dream of Dunkin instead.
To the man yelling at his son two rows back
What are you going to do if your child touches
whatever you don’t want him to touch again?
Were you really going to hit him in public
or are you just using that tactic all parents use?
Because by 16 he’ll hit you if you even
try to lay a finger on him.
To the two annoying girls who took my original seat
I don’t give a shit about you sleeping
On a coffee table. I don’t care how many shots of tequila
you took last night. If I did as many as you said you did
I would be dead, and I’m not saying that
Because I’m a light weight.
To the women who sat down next to me
At the second to last stop
I’m intrigued as to why you picked
the empty seat next to me instead of sitting
somewhere else.Thank you
You made me feel less alone.
To that friend waiting for me at Penn station
– “Because I have so many things to do and all I want to do is take a nap.”-Andrew O’Hare.