There is something hypnotic
About the concave sound
As your own lone heels
Tapdance concrete tiles
Of the subway tubes
Where echo meets echo
In a solo cacophony
Reverbs around bowed walls
Until emerging to platforms
Open mouth, its tongue
Engulfes my footfall sound
In a vortex crescendo.


Seems like I'm not the only one that wants to rebel against tube protocol!! Thank you for all you lovely comments on yesterday's blip!
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