observing without judgement

on the train,

on the long ride to the city,

it's hard

to observe

without judgement.

it's a continuous

why,

when you look about

at the passengers

in front

and beside you.

you question them

eating

crackers

and pretzels, guzzling

down sodas

and energy

drinks. talking loudly

on their phones.

that one there seems to be

dancing in

her seat

and her friend

beside her,

should one scratch themselves

so vigorously

down there

in public?

and that man by the window,

he's up

for the fourth time to

go to the bathroom.

bumping against

every seat.

why is she wearing a mask,

like it's Halloween,

and why

is the mother

changing a diaper 

on the floor between

us.

it's best just to close your

eyes
and not ask.