The Underground Blues

The putrid claws of mundanitypull me to the escalator,there I stand for twenty secondsterrified of the bottom. The train rolls and screeches,a hundred frowns appearto duel for a blue throneand pretend they don’t existin the same space as their peers. The metal tomb shakes,two hundred legs quake,two hundred eyes aim at no onein order toContinue reading “The Underground Blues”