Drifting by;

so many people, in so many private worlds

thrown together out here

in this vehicle of steel and gum wrappers


Drifting by;

so many wandering souls,

so many lost causes,

so many unfinished lives

thrown far away, down here

from the surface world flashing by above us


Drifting by—

how many lives contained within?

jammed together

in that silence between stations,


a subtle edginess as we realize

that we are stuck with each other

and yet must appear calm.


Drifting by…