.cares.

dear astoria,
beware.
you're next.
you thought they'd stop at brooklyn?
sincerely,
me.

ps: i'm told astoria is in a magical place called queens, but i've never heard of it.

.new york.

observational fact:
people take cabs
at night
not because
it's dangerous
or scary
but because with the
MTA service changes
you have no idea
how
to get home.

why do i have to go to
brooklyn if i'm going uptown?
it doesn't make
any
sense.

what train?
on what track?
huh?

.i'm not impressed.

also
i think
strand bookstore
is
USELESS

unknowledgable
L-liners
with nothing better to do
then say
look in this/that section
(wave hand and look bored)

come on new york
this
is your alternative to
B&N?!?!

.somehow.

it's odd
how
you can
travel and travel
miles and miles
without ever seeing the
sky



a while ago:
i was picking up a print
for work
uptown
and i sat there on the 6
across from a couple
my age
they were quiet in
coversation
the man/boy
teared up
and it was obvious
the woman/girl
had said
i don't love you anymore.

my heart broke
right there
on the 6 uptown.

.for a long time.

something i wrote
a while ago
in my moleskin:

"one of the oddest sights i've ever seen is the 7 train coming slowly down the f track carrying the old graffitted cars down the track with cars of trahs cans with wta workers inside the old cars asleep after a long day and it was only 11:30, but it seemed so much later and it seemed so empty and it seemed so lonely. even though it was not. even though i was surrounded by people and students having a much better time that i much better than realizing the ??? in the old subway car travelling down the wrong track with people aslepe and trash inside. i do nothing."

the oddest part
was how beautiful it seemed.

.you've supported me.

finally
something to give
people
something to talk about
the weather
the flooding
the delays
the traffic
the subways
(or lack there of)
the walks
the heat
finally
i love talking about
the weather
interesting.
so interesting, eh?

so people,
stop talking about the weather.
stop throwing your
trash
in the tracks.
it clogs the drains
and floods the tracks
or it catches on fireand delays the train.
you fucking
pigs.

don't you
know
we can't get anywhere
on time
without
the subway.

something i always
knew.

i left early.
my commute takes me
to and from the only parts of
the island
that had running trains

i had time to
sit
and eat breakfast.

sorry?