Getting the DART (in compartments of Haiku)

by Brendan Strong

The crowd cannot wait
To get stuffed in: silence screams
“Get out of my way!”

Without words: shuffled
Shoulders and scissor legs snip
The civility

We have to go where
We’re all going to go now
To get there in time.

Mind the gap and the
Doors closing. Leaping for the
Platform just in time

Syncopated time
Nearly missed and broke your leg
But made it instead