Ode to Conductors

Blabbing over loudspeakers to each other
In that conductor accent unconnected to any one location
Part Queens, part Jersey
With their funny little hats
They roam the isles
"Tic's please"
Friendly are they
But crazy I say
Except the nice gentleman in the morning
"Good morning, Thank You"
"Tickets please, Good Morning"
Even though it's rhetoric
And except for the hot guy
On the 7:09 to New Canaan
He doesn't even ask for my ticket
Just nods with a smile
Cuz he's hot.

The Smiling Sleeper

A one-way man came on this morning. I was sitting in a 5-seater. His dumpy self plopped down right across from me, next to a sharp businessman.

I noticed he was carrying the back of a computer; just the part with all the jacks. I've carried several rediculous things on that train (baskets, neon pillows, candleabras), but this seemed so out of place. Why just the back? Whatever.

Then he fell asleep and his bowl cut splashed down behind him and he had a big dopey gaping smile on his face as he slumbered the end.