I think this is the 6th day that I’ve seen this guy sitting in there trying to stay warm. The winter streets are brutal. The underground provides some semblance of solace on bitter cold evenings. I’ve never seen him move. He is bundled up head to toe…with crumpled newspapers providing added insulation. I’m sure I’ll see him tomorrow. He’s the subway’s scarecrow sitting in place observing the sea of daily commuters that pass him by.
It didn’t even snow that much yesterday….or today. But I guess it really doesn’t matter when you have no place to go. It’s cold outside. And the ground is wet. These are the days when the homeless ride the trains through the night. It’s their only salvation. I see how passengers look at them in disgust and it makes me angry. Where would you go? What would you do? I want more people to have compassion. I want more of us to simply care.
For a second there I thought I was back in 79′ when I boarded the train. That long coat and boots with heals was a dead give away for my time travel. I think that girl with the big head phones is actually listening to Super Freak right now. And Rick James is just posing out… hands on his hips and chillin against the wall. Any minute now he’s gonna break out in song….
‘She’s a very kinky girl
The kind you don’t take home to mother
She will never let your spirits down
Once you get her off the street, ow girl’
In actuality it’s 2015 and apparently that Rick James style is making a come back! I’m about to add another 3 inches to my height when I get my boots!