down the escalator
----------down into depths
--------------------down into past
monitor shows 38 degrees at 11 pm
heat escapes through white cotton shirt
two minutes until next train
through window---------unearthed ancient walls
-------------------------------------------treasures
rush of sound precedes steel and glass monster
rush of people to the door crowding in
two feet of space
we ride through bones of city
cell phones attached to women’s ears
a jumble of incomprehension
from columns to arches
heat begins to build
avoid contact until next lurching stop
stumble off and up to surface
-----------------up into darkness
---------up into the heat
up to the present
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