1 Train Confusion Got on the 1 train
Thursday night 8:30
and maybe 15 minutes it’s been moving
before I realize
I don’t know for sure
if I got on a downtown or uptown train
if I was going to the Cornelia Street Café
or if I was heading towards being stranded in Harlem
if I’m going closer to
or further away
form where I hope to get
or if I went the right direction
but passed my stop
and I’m gonna end up in Brooklyn
with nothing to do but
look for a rasta hobo to chill with.

I sneeze,
all of a sudden,
wake up
and I’m at Columbus Circle. 59th street.
I was lost in confusion
there for a second.