Subterranean Rorschach: NYC Subway, 11/9/16)
It felt like a post-operative waiting room.
Or a lobby in an assisted- living facility.
The riders–the usual mix of age, gender, color, occupation–
Were eerily unfocused, humorless, disconnected …even from their phones.
More in limbo than Dante’s pilgrims, it seemed.
The atmosphere, reminiscent of 9/11 (without the tenderness),
Was exactly right. No one smiled or made small talk or looked busy.
Rather, they appeared as in a freeze frame of a Fellini film,
Caught in a moment of raw and absolute confusion.