Reading On the Subway
When I am on a crowded train
I’d freak out, guaranteed,
Unless I had a magazine
Or book with me to read.
I tune out all the body parts
That press against my own;
And I am in my reading world,
In which I am alone.
I focus on the written words
And gobble up each story;
By doing so, I can ignore
Surrounding territory.
I catch a glimpse though, now and then,
And always am amazed
At people who just sit, with their
Expressions slack and glazed.
To me, my subway reading
Is both calming and required;
I get to where I’m going
With some knowledge I’ve acquired.
And best of all, my mind has been
Completely occupied,
So I could not obsess
On all the ways I could have died!
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