Monday

mornings downtown

every time i get off the N and make my way up the escalators, walking on the left, people standing on the right...

when you get that first big whiff of piss, i imagine some smiling dirty bum urinating on the moving escalator rail, watching his pee go down with the gravity but up with the motion...

and i take my hand off the rail.

someday i'm going to fall and hurt myself. stupid imagination.

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