Each Substop's Balance Walkin, gently lower through a crowd,
empty handed each step thought out like an instruments tune,
Shudder, along goes the train of others, but wait
till the end of the Platform to find your Space.
each moment passes like lightning in this concrete cage of lovers and sinners,
but you are a tireless soul with a warm destiny and a hard past.
resolutely doors Snap open, and we all board together, bound to rediscover the future of our imagination.

Aware of each sense and purpose onboard, grasping the poles and orange bench.
free
  ¶ 7:10 PM