On the subway i try my best to find a candidate for a staring contest. Most people are not candidates but if i’m lucky I find one fit enough to compete with me. If i’m extra lucky it’s a beautiful man or woman that will get off with me at the next stop to get a cup of coffee and cigarette with me as well.
I rode the subway, avoiding touching anything. I didn’t like the thought that people whom were sick sneezed or coughed into their hand, and then pressed their palms against the windows, or grabbed onto the handlebars to try to avoid falling face first into the germaphobe in front of them.
There is this moving tunnel, and it’s nota tube of darkness, but a moving one. One moving towards the lght. And we don’t move ourselves, but the wheels move us, the darkness moves us and we wait together, seated in metal cold seats and tetanous-prone rails, We are aware of the dark, but we are more aware of the light,t he light we look forawrad to, the light at the end of the tunnel.
I want to live in a city with a subway system. My only experience on public transit is that the hobos will look at you funny if you’re in a formal gown and heels boarding the tram. *sigh*
I imagine if I had met you in a subway.
It wouldn’t have mattered
If I was squished between a fat emo kid glaring at me
Or a smelly old perv looking down my blouse
I went on the subway in New York. I remember it well. The train was covered in graffiti. I was surprised. The train was really shabby. Three Chinese guys were looking at me, amused. I almost said something.
gross. it’s absolutely nasty. i’ve heard bad stories about what goes on there and can never eat there again. not that it matters most of their food sucks anyway. its not different than anything you can make at your house, and making it at home will be a lot more sanitary and inexpensive. trust me. you’ll thank me later. i promise.
the metro is my favorite place. people bustling by. the whizz of trains in the tunnels. that smell. that smell that only exists in the metro…a mix of underground earth and people and air being whooshed by all at once.
i lve toride on the subway. althoug hi is drty and ocasionally it smells there are so manyinteresting pepople there. forinstance, the homlessma who sleeps benath the seats. the prgant woman on her way to work before maternity leave. The business partners having tierluch o thie way to an improtant meeting. then theres me- recording it all.
i love sub but i hate to ride them
i went to washington once and rode them every where
they stink and have weird people riding them
they arent as pleasant in the movies
i love subway i really want some now
they have any foot long for five dollars right now
i think that is wonderful
Food
Transport
Country
Change
NEW YORK
OUT OF THIS WORLD
Everything can change depending on how you decide to eat it, move it, see it or even be there for it.
Just to be there to see it would be a mile stone for me
Eating it just makes me feel like a king.
the food, its always really good, i like when the toast the bread but sometimes it burns the roof of my mouth, then there is the train, its always smelly and sometimes i think the people don’t clean it too often, but it scares me cuz of all those horror movies where people get attacked and then taken and the lights go off and everyone screams.
Down through the subways, deep into the gut of the city,
The noise so loud, the wind is wipping as each one pass by,
The children are laughing but their voices unheard,
As the subway drains out all conscious spoken words.
a subway sandwich, where you can pick as many different fillings as you’d like and get it all in one bun. yummy. the choice is so big, so whatever you fancy you can just get it all in one sandwich. i’m a fan of cheese, so i usually get a cheese based subway. YUM.
In New York many people travel on it it is also the name of a restaurant that sells subs. they have five dollar foot longs that apparently help you lose a lot of weight. i have had the meatball one before and it is my favorite.
I think back to that subway station when we went to New York together. Late at night, soaking wet, freezing. We had just stopped by some random convenience store and split a pair of socks, which were big on both of us.
It was a night we fell alive.
“I’m a subway,” the Subway yelled. “Get outta my waiiiii!”
So the subway smashed through the barricade and did a backflip and landed. He then met no other then his arch-nemesis, the bus.
“WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?” The buss yelled, angrily. “YOU JUST CAN’T GO DOING ST-“
The bus never got to finish though because the subway pulled out his AK-47 and shot him dead.
Cops surrounded him from all directions. This was exactly what Subway wanted. He made a phony motion like he was pulling for a bomb or something and then the cops shot him dead.
I take the subway to go places I am currently not. Sounds simple huh? Consider I live in a city that has no subway amd you can see my dilema. I have to traval (by car) a fairly longway to get to a subway. Washington DC is perhaps the closest unless you consider the Subway sandwiches on every corner, They are delicious!
bananas, orange juice, subs i guess cause the first two dont make much sense. Subway the other day with kevin alex brian and ryan and dave showed up and gave us all a hug. Yay for subwayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
train. moving swiftly underground, stopping unknown junctures. Each is a new adventure. None are better or worse, just different. You can’t get it wrong. Get off at the stop that you feel drawn to, and have todays adventure!
In New York, the subways are full of dirty, poor, depressed people. Unless it is RENT, then they are singing songs about how much they want to leave this horrible place. Fact.
I love subway! The food is so good, and it always smells delicious! I love their subs, my favorite is turkey breast or chicken breast! Mmm I want some subway. Their slogan is ‘Subway, eat fresh!’
She was sitting at the subway. He was late, as usual. But this was late, even for him. Where was he? He was usually only like 5 minutes late, never half an hour. Just than he phone rang
“Hello?” she answered.
“Lindsay help me!”
The line went dead.
I really kinda want to go on the subway when I go to Toronto. I like to people watch, sooooo….it sounds pretty nifty. And plus, somebody told me that’s something I really have to do.
Also, this just gave me a really bad Subway craving. 6 inch roasted chicken on white, with mayo, salt and pepper and lettuce. Toasted? Yes, please.
the lights were dim and flickered incessantly. i was beginning to feel faint. i stumbled down the stairway and into the crowd. I see lights speeding down the tunnel. I can’t breathe.
a dim tunnel with a train where lots of people ride every day to and from work. this is a place where you can think thoughts and dream dreams, imagine what you will do in work if you’re going to work and what you’ll cook for dinner on your way home. chance to meet new people if you can chat with them but a simple smile is just enough to let you know they noticed you.
down the underground tunnels i go. down into the darkness with nothing ahead of me but the bright subway lights. my journey will end soon. but one day i will return. to the subway.
There was many things going on in Central Africa. But one thing that wasn’t going on was great transportation. Now Cars are wonderful and great, But their cost were to high. A bus would be good as well, for short stops. But the people of Central Africa had to travel longer distances without stop. The best thing to do would be to add a subway.
the subway. rattling. people sleeping, chatting, fighting, laughing, living. the subway. my journey into another realm. where will it take me this time.
underground transportation
sandwiches
dirty
train
quick
mass transit
metro
city
On the subway i try my best to find a candidate for a staring contest. Most people are not candidates but if i’m lucky I find one fit enough to compete with me. If i’m extra lucky it’s a beautiful man or woman that will get off with me at the next stop to get a cup of coffee and cigarette with me as well.
I rode the subway, avoiding touching anything. I didn’t like the thought that people whom were sick sneezed or coughed into their hand, and then pressed their palms against the windows, or grabbed onto the handlebars to try to avoid falling face first into the germaphobe in front of them.
There is this moving tunnel, and it’s nota tube of darkness, but a moving one. One moving towards the lght. And we don’t move ourselves, but the wheels move us, the darkness moves us and we wait together, seated in metal cold seats and tetanous-prone rails, We are aware of the dark, but we are more aware of the light,t he light we look forawrad to, the light at the end of the tunnel.
subway
I want to live in a city with a subway system. My only experience on public transit is that the hobos will look at you funny if you’re in a formal gown and heels boarding the tram. *sigh*
I imagine if I had met you in a subway.
It wouldn’t have mattered
If I was squished between a fat emo kid glaring at me
Or a smelly old perv looking down my blouse
Because I had found you.
I have never been in a subway
But I do have you.
So thats all that counts.
I went on the subway in New York. I remember it well. The train was covered in graffiti. I was surprised. The train was really shabby. Three Chinese guys were looking at me, amused. I almost said something.
everyday, to and from work. then off to the beach where most of my worries fall away and leave but simple waves of light.
gross. it’s absolutely nasty. i’ve heard bad stories about what goes on there and can never eat there again. not that it matters most of their food sucks anyway. its not different than anything you can make at your house, and making it at home will be a lot more sanitary and inexpensive. trust me. you’ll thank me later. i promise.
the metro is my favorite place. people bustling by. the whizz of trains in the tunnels. that smell. that smell that only exists in the metro…a mix of underground earth and people and air being whooshed by all at once.
i lve toride on the subway. althoug hi is drty and ocasionally it smells there are so manyinteresting pepople there. forinstance, the homlessma who sleeps benath the seats. the prgant woman on her way to work before maternity leave. The business partners having tierluch o thie way to an improtant meeting. then theres me- recording it all.
i love sub but i hate to ride them
i went to washington once and rode them every where
they stink and have weird people riding them
they arent as pleasant in the movies
i love subway i really want some now
they have any foot long for five dollars right now
i think that is wonderful
Food
Transport
Country
Change
NEW YORK
OUT OF THIS WORLD
Everything can change depending on how you decide to eat it, move it, see it or even be there for it.
Just to be there to see it would be a mile stone for me
Eating it just makes me feel like a king.
I’m doing subway
1subway = subterranean use bestows what’s accelerating you
The subway stretches ahead in darkness. I was alone and I feel my hair stand. The subway is never a good place to be alone.
the food, its always really good, i like when the toast the bread but sometimes it burns the roof of my mouth, then there is the train, its always smelly and sometimes i think the people don’t clean it too often, but it scares me cuz of all those horror movies where people get attacked and then taken and the lights go off and everyone screams.
Down through the subways, deep into the gut of the city,
The noise so loud, the wind is wipping as each one pass by,
The children are laughing but their voices unheard,
As the subway drains out all conscious spoken words.
a subway sandwich, where you can pick as many different fillings as you’d like and get it all in one bun. yummy. the choice is so big, so whatever you fancy you can just get it all in one sandwich. i’m a fan of cheese, so i usually get a cheese based subway. YUM.
In New York many people travel on it it is also the name of a restaurant that sells subs. they have five dollar foot longs that apparently help you lose a lot of weight. i have had the meatball one before and it is my favorite.
dark, clustered masses, throngs, whoosh…getting there
subway, starry night
i like to believe but this city aint starry bright.
its cold here. i like it.
i feel monotonous.
I think back to that subway station when we went to New York together. Late at night, soaking wet, freezing. We had just stopped by some random convenience store and split a pair of socks, which were big on both of us.
It was a night we fell alive.
“I’m a subway,” the Subway yelled. “Get outta my waiiiii!”
So the subway smashed through the barricade and did a backflip and landed. He then met no other then his arch-nemesis, the bus.
“WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?” The buss yelled, angrily. “YOU JUST CAN’T GO DOING ST-“
The bus never got to finish though because the subway pulled out his AK-47 and shot him dead.
Cops surrounded him from all directions. This was exactly what Subway wanted. He made a phony motion like he was pulling for a bomb or something and then the cops shot him dead.
Suicide by police was what he had always wanted.
I take the subway to go places I am currently not. Sounds simple huh? Consider I live in a city that has no subway amd you can see my dilema. I have to traval (by car) a fairly longway to get to a subway. Washington DC is perhaps the closest unless you consider the Subway sandwiches on every corner, They are delicious!
I’d rather drive. I like the freedom. The penned in feeling of a rail car is not my idea of fun. I hate the subway.
bananas, orange juice, subs i guess cause the first two dont make much sense. Subway the other day with kevin alex brian and ryan and dave showed up and gave us all a hug. Yay for subwayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
train. moving swiftly underground, stopping unknown junctures. Each is a new adventure. None are better or worse, just different. You can’t get it wrong. Get off at the stop that you feel drawn to, and have todays adventure!
In New York, the subways are full of dirty, poor, depressed people. Unless it is RENT, then they are singing songs about how much they want to leave this horrible place. Fact.
I love subway! The food is so good, and it always smells delicious! I love their subs, my favorite is turkey breast or chicken breast! Mmm I want some subway. Their slogan is ‘Subway, eat fresh!’
She was sitting at the subway. He was late, as usual. But this was late, even for him. Where was he? He was usually only like 5 minutes late, never half an hour. Just than he phone rang
“Hello?” she answered.
“Lindsay help me!”
The line went dead.
I really kinda want to go on the subway when I go to Toronto. I like to people watch, sooooo….it sounds pretty nifty. And plus, somebody told me that’s something I really have to do.
Also, this just gave me a really bad Subway craving. 6 inch roasted chicken on white, with mayo, salt and pepper and lettuce. Toasted? Yes, please.
I could probably eat Subway every day.
And those COOKIES!
Stanger in the subway
One without a face
I feel the angles glowing
Across the soft embrace
Along the subway finds
Me in amusing places
Without my feet to carry me
I’m silently a-wasting
Tracks. Tracks. Tracks.
Oh no! The time!
lind line people food drink
the lights were dim and flickered incessantly. i was beginning to feel faint. i stumbled down the stairway and into the crowd. I see lights speeding down the tunnel. I can’t breathe.
a dim tunnel with a train where lots of people ride every day to and from work. this is a place where you can think thoughts and dream dreams, imagine what you will do in work if you’re going to work and what you’ll cook for dinner on your way home. chance to meet new people if you can chat with them but a simple smile is just enough to let you know they noticed you.
down the underground tunnels i go. down into the darkness with nothing ahead of me but the bright subway lights. my journey will end soon. but one day i will return. to the subway.
There was many things going on in Central Africa. But one thing that wasn’t going on was great transportation. Now Cars are wonderful and great, But their cost were to high. A bus would be good as well, for short stops. But the people of Central Africa had to travel longer distances without stop. The best thing to do would be to add a subway.
the subway. rattling. people sleeping, chatting, fighting, laughing, living. the subway. my journey into another realm. where will it take me this time.