Sailor Watching For the Next Metro
He stands spyglass pointed down the tunnel
awaiting a metro car that will pick him up.
Doors of each train open,
but he is committed to the perfect car,
one filled with all his friends.
It is an obsession. He watches and waits.
He is in no hurry.
He will keep his eye glued to the tunnel
for thirty days.
Only then will the person with the little
aluminum ladder stop his crazy obsession.
Pasting a new poster over him.
Putting to our sailor to bed.