city work life

i used to feel so alone
on that train platform.
i also used to feel so included,
to be part of the culture
that rises early in the morning,
to struggle through nature’s storms,
and warm up from the sunny sun,
to walk on busy city streets,
and wonder if life will change.
curiously amused with strangers
and imagine the lives they lead.
men in shiny shoes and clean suits,
women with high heels and dresses.
then i’m on the train home,
seeing my reflection against the window.
darkness enveloped by everyone’s reflections, too.
to come home, rest, have fun
meeting the morning rush soon enough


4 thoughts on “city work life

  1. This reminds me of the good old days back in the 1950s when I rode a streetcar to downtown Cincinnati to my job at Procter & Gamble.

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