My D train was full and shivering today
Elbows fought for space on the pole while
Others tried to squeeze in; creating spaces
That were not there just three minutes ago

This seems to be the winter norm now
Transient mixed cattle being transported
On powdered rails of smooth hammered steel
We are all trying to get home

To rest our feet, forget the day
And get a few hours under our rented roofs
The cold moving air has silenced us but
Inside we shout for those doorsteps