On a Sunday afternoon riding the subway
many things surprise me.
Ruffled heavy dresses,
Sweaters and Suits,
Laziness is Sunday's motto.
An asian woman stares with heavily lined eyes
into a portable map.
Her mouth pursed in a concentrated ball
no longer seems pensive.
She purses her mouth much like a fish would,
when rising to the surface for air.
I keep staring as if my own will could
help her mouth relax.
Possible embaressment causes her to pull the map closer,
concealing her face.
Her lips relax.
A woman in a white dress made
chooses not to sit in any of the available seats.
Her body reads, 'I don't often take public transportation.'
Exiting at 23rd I notice she's wearing headphones.
Can't help but wonder
what she's listening to.
I exit the train at 14th street and pose
a few options.