Subway Observation #2

Young woman sitting on the train, traveling
Beautiful in black and turquoise,
hair pulled back
She’s sleepy, tired, eyes closing slowly
Her neck goes slack, tilting back, long neck
a vampire’s dream
Her mouth falls agape, eyes shut tight
If she saw a picture of this moment,
she would be embarrassed
The train jumps to a stop, a jolt
She awakens with a jump, startled
The train moves forward,
all things begin again
Nothing new under the sun.