Subway Safehouse

Looking at the Shiny Metal Screws


Shiny metal screws in the back of my mind

Sleek steel plates guard what’s inside

Shimmer in the light

Black leather and white

Steel plated couches

Brick walls

Subway tiles that speak into my life.

Air filled with beans

Fulfilling my caffeine needs

And in my reflection on the wall

I see you and I fall

Low hanging lights

High ceiling flights

Gray skies and long sleepless nights

All carried in my pack

The one I threw down

The one that seems to hold my whole life

Among the fumes

memories hang

In the orange glow

Hearts have sang

On the orange walls, blood stains