Incognito underground
Subway tunnel
Tremors
Where we lived out
All our fantasies
Before the hordes
Got here
They wouldn’t have
Dared come
In the dangerous days
When everything was safer
More rich
Because it was broken
My love licked along
The elevated tracks
My drunkenness
Bottomless
On empty platforms
Swaying
Anger, fear and failure
Burst fires in the rubble
Of 25 cent chip bags,
Newspapers
And
Empty cigarette packs
The last year of high school
I took the bus
After 9/11 my parents
Were scared
Of anthrax in the subways
It was close
To flying