Kim Nelson: Riding Trains

In college, you rode the Red Line

backpack thrust into the morning rush

First brushes with the city’s sins

Leers and creeping fingers

playing here comes the spider on your thigh

before your 9 a.m. Aesthetics of Film class

The Blue Line took you to boyfriends’ houses

and carried you home from parties

your tequila laugh loud and boisterous

over the rumble of the wheels

going up and down through tunnels

like the curving back of a Chinese dragon

People say you have to grow up sometime

The Brown Line, full of suits and newspapers

drenched in sunlight and

rattling through prime real estate

a hamster wheel between condos and cubicles

and then you get really old

and ride the Metra

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