Every time the subway lights go off I close my eyes and listen to my cart speeding over the rails What was it that you said, about the velocity of life ? The one that carries the immigrant, the bible belt strapped and the intermittent traveler through the woven passage of a history they can see in the molding of the land.
2. I can’t quite remember why I live life so fast, but I feel (it) the hill and the turning of the tracks
3. The trains are quite quiet here, and few people talk. It’s as though the lights were still off .