Ghosts of thee Subterranean Transit System and Other Basic Anomalies

contention
competition
for the folliest
folly possible

holy'oly comm
union eatin'
body'o Christ
wit relish as thee
hunger
pandemic r'ages
in such hoaxless
Au'thor'ity, like like
like the
Transit Authority of
a train i'll never again
ride wit me faithful
travel companion. Lawd,
I
don't think i'd ever be
able to ride that train
without her. Nor without
her in any way. EXcuse me, but
I love the scents sounds sights
of the underground. the
subway, 3rd rail sizzle,
blinking lights-- (the greatest
tunnels in the world. But maybe
naught.)
Wonder
if i ever knew the names
of all them NY transit
folk who rode on my
train(s).

Who
can ever say who they were?

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