Stepping onto the train platform, he
lights a cigarette
The hustle of the crowd confuses
him
Palm to his forehead, he feel it, the
cool-clammy
Perspiration, sweating
The advent of shock
Heart
pounding-quickening pulse
Psychogenic-fuge
He steps into the crowd of people, lost
and consumed
Steaming bodies rock him
Tobacco smoke in the air makes him
sick
Stomach fluttering
The
platform becomes
A maze, a large man
curses
“Pay
attention you…!"
Fuck, the load voice barely
registers above the din
Terrified and alien
His stomach rebels, vomit spills
past closing lips
Clasping fingers
The crowd vanishes
Parting from his path, he
is
Ushered to the train
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