the [ sight ] of a couple here is the MAN mid - 20ies younger at a push c/h/e/c/k/e/d u n b u t t o n e d shirt lARGe looks-em pt y rucksack on his back a sort of sil very-mist colour and black skinny jeans every1 seems to where I’ll admit I have a pair - pair but they’re not wright for my job he (sees) me Ilookawayquickly but He knows eye saw Him arms (((locked))) in a ring a round the waist of a gir! exhausted and eyes <shut> flower-crown droop:ng down her $four head as she drops d ee per into sl ee p murmurs some-thing just muFFled syLLables probably went to a ‘gig’ music still rrumbling as an empty stomach in her ears so maybe not a couple friends more likely a girl and guy hhuggingg friendlee friend ship whatever it is the train comes screeeeches to astop and within a minit they are gOne I am gOne and yet #goingnowhere
Written: July 2015. Explanation: A poem written in my own time, partially inspired by an image I found of two people hugging while on the platform at the Nassau Avenue subway stop in New York City. Deliberately contains punctuation in a haphazard style, as well as some misspellings. NOTE: Many of my older poems will be removed from HP in the coming months.