Man in work shirt

weary through the shoulders

dozes on the train

as it winds and careens

through the subway.

His blue-black hands

rest folded in his lap…

what does he see behind

his closed eyes?

His wife, a lover?

His children, grandchildren?

His home, with its comforts awaiting him?

What are his thoughts as he rests

after a long day?

Does he worry about his job,

his boss, his business,

bills he needs to pay?

Does he remember the young man

he once was, with dreams

he had for himself,

now long dissolved?

The train arrives at a random stop

and he exits into the crowd

of anonymous people

to his life that awaits him…

whatever that may be.

 

Eve Remillard

8/13/2016