Mass Transit

...inspired by 'The Subway' by Allen Tate Beneath the surface battle wagons screech, and hurtle through interminable night, the squealing din, like harpies to the fight becomes the threnody that screams to each brave soul, squeezed tight in unforgiving heat. The pages of a magazine lie scattered, US News And World Report, as if it mattered, captives wobble to the metronomic beat. Working men rub shoulders with Fifth Avenue elite, claustrophobics who are desperate to leave, once seen and never to be seen again, plunge into bright, end of the line for some. The street pulls pilgrims, anxiously they to brave the urgent undulations of the train.