read all about it
mirror says marriages
all end
somehow -
divorce or death do they part

its a new study
thank you MIT
you've made my mourning

read over the shoulder
her heart stopped
she yearned for his touch
she wanted him more
than ever before
my heart stops
with the train jerk

beside me down sits
patchoulli oil diary
have to look
chinese letters
with lotus dew
dulls - a student?
long fingernails
guitarist i guess

lurch dark into
tunnel
train screech
lady  moan
patch-who me calls it
a loony tune                                
                                                                       
make a note
(to myself)
paint the sound
of subway smells
listen to the pages turn.
This train,
j, requires re-play.


judih March 24 01
Subway knows news = good news
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