Subway Art

City life.
Small space.
Crammed time.
Small time.
No time.
Art.
Art?
Yeah, right!
Subway.
Commute to work.
Shove for space.
Smell of sweat.
Summer heat.
Broken train.
Dingy alley.
No money.
Like, Third World.
USA.
NYC.
The 1% stole it all.

Still…
A sudden, fresh.
Happy art.
Scrolling by.
Look at…
Look out…
Look…
Wow!
Man, that’s somethin’.
Genius!
Like, how in the world
They do it?
Gone.
Gosh.
Gone.
Wow!

Well.
Next time.
May be.
Happy.
Nice.
Nice, man!

Brooklyn.
Subway.
Art.

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