The time I got pushed off the subway train
I think it was a prank
I’m sure it's somewhere online
I ran in and put on my headphones
Stood clear of the closing doors
The train didn't move
Doors opened and closed two times
And on the third
A tap on my shoulder
The mirrored figure in the brushed metal walls
And a shove past the yellow welted tiles

The doors closed and the train pulled away
As if all it needed was a nice laugh
That or the weight of me removed
My mind raced over like
And what if I rolled onto the tracks
And what if the next train divided me
I would only lie in embarrassment
For however long the next train's delayed
And I do love a good joke