the drunk neger on the train
has got a big problem
we know this because
he is shouting into his mobile phone
as if his connection with the phone is worse
than the personal connection he has with
the person on the other end of the line.
passengers shuffle their papers
and pretend not to listen
but the guy is talking loud enough
for the passnegers on the train passing in the other direction
to look up and take notice.
friday night midnight
and the lights in the train grow heavy
and unanswered text messages.
at sloterdijk he steps out
and silence surrounds us all
for the moment a strange calm
takes over the train,
at least till the next passenger
picks up their phone and
connects themself to the next misconnect.