above the sink,
you feel familiar eyes.
fingers grip the edge of the counter,
knuckles like your teeth.
your eyes stare through you, disconnected
like a rabbit in the road.

eyes gray,
like the ground and walls
of a subway station.
under florescent lights,
toes on the yellow line,
facing the tracks.
fingers curled in your pockets,
knuckles like the snow,
fingernails dig into hands,
making your palms red
like your cheeks.
thin coat covers your shoulders,
frail breath in the air.

train flies past,
you stand like ghost.
eyes looking through,
eyes like rabbit.

everything moves past you,
the train,
your breath,
strangers.
you do not move.

hands at home in your pockets,
toes on the yellow line.

at home while you're lost,
calm in the movement,
lonely eyes like rabbit.