Gettin' Poetic

Shuffling

My ears entombed
in headphone sarcophagi,
I absorb the music
and avoid the ambient noise
inherent
in every subway ride I take.

My train rides have a soundtrack,
flicked around by a thumb
that acts on whimsy,
searching for the right song
for every moment
or mood
that crosses my mind at the time.

But my collection's not complete,
because shuffling doesn't quite do the job.