Poem

Written on the 1 Train

Soul

I wandered into the labyrinth of dusty infinities;

I found my way to the laboratory of eternal sighs;

I touched the new metals and surprising particles;

I watched the universal engine of creation carom and sputter;

I became that terrible angel without geometries;

I became that bland face of corporate America;

I turned into that messianic albatross of albino races.