Havana club

Line 9
When you least
Expect it
Whiff of a woman
Havana club
I remember
In Cuba
They couldn’t wait
To love me
Got lucky
Still think of her
I know
She would have been
A good wife

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A trivial couple

Happy hour on Line 9
She’s bored
Guy is busy on his phone
As if he’s trading
Russian gas or something
Trying to look important
In the metro?
He’s a loser
She knows it
He doesn’t

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Last buoy

Line 9 11 pm
Theaters’ part of town
A couple
The two of them crumbling
He’s in a better shape
Than she is so
He helps her along
All those stairs
The long platforms
Little step by little step
That must hurt
They’re not rich
They would have taken a cab
Yet they find money for the shows
Alive still

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City of love

They’re already arguing
As they board the train
A couple, going East on Line 9
Sorry part of town
Car full of blue-collars
He tells her something
That I cannot hear
But she bursts out
Furious, Loud
“No I don’t wanna
Meet your mistress”
Time stood still
For a second
She’s holding
A faux sac Louis Vuitton
He’s all dizzy with
Fake sneakers
Poverty trying
I suppose

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