Chambers St. Local, 7AM
Brutal
heat and sleaze
sweat and smells
stagnant and hopeless
as the morning commute begins
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Brutal
heat and sleaze
sweat and smells
stagnant and hopeless
as the morning commute begins
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Vivid imagery. It’s like I’m in New York. π
Glad to take you there! Great to see you here, thanks.
Brutal, stagnant and hopeless… That sums it up perfectly. I don’t even want to go near the hot smell.
No you don’t, trust me. *grin*
I like the direction you took this in. Beginning of the day versus the middle of the night. Just looking at the photo, I imagined an abandoned subway at three in the morning. Isn’t it great how a photo can convey so many different ideas? You definitely communicated the first word that popped into my head, which was “menacing.”
I aspire to “menacing”. π
So descriptive. I’m glad I’m not there but for a few seconds you made me feel like I was there, waiting to walk down the steps and into the monotony and oppressiveness another day in the rat race.
This one is evocative, for sure. *grin*
I remember being scared spitless the first time on the subway in New York, you captured it perfectly.
Me too. π
Never had the experience and now I’m pretty sure I don’t want to π lol
Harrr
Today, so far i have traversed London East to West and West to East on the Underground – your words are perfect for my mindset Brian!
I try to provide!
I miss NY…even the subways…maybe especially the subways, it was so easy to get around there
It’s a logical, if occasionally foul and mind-numbing, system, for sure.
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Morning commute is the death of me. Starting off a day on such a bad note, how undesirable.
Good times. Good sweaty, stagnant times.
Totally captures the torture of hot weather NYC morning subway commute.
From one who knows. π
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I’m taking this week off to re-charge. Here’s today’s Poetry re-run.