Do you know what it’s like to see the world? I mean really see it. Gather a thousand details in a few seconds. Watch time stretch out as the nuaunces of life fill the space between seconds.
A woman leaves the train at 125th,
A shine off black flickers like a kiss from her patent strapped shoes,
A glimmer of red toe-nails peaking through,
Nighttime settles beyond the platform, dark blue.
Shadowy giants rise in the distance as light fades,
And orange glow on the worn green rails that last decades.
One hundred thousand feet grace that concrete,
Yet my eyes took time to meet