You cast your line through fluorescent glow
The platform tiles catch cold moonlight
No fish here bite on steel below
Just rats that scurry from the light
Your tackle box holds bus stubs folded
A Polaroid of your mother's face
The dawn train rumbles uncontrolled
You snap the shot you hold the space
Platform fisher pulling up the dark
Platform fisher pulls a world apart
The city sleeps above your quiet art
Platform fisher set your hook depart
The turnstile clicks like reel teeth turning
Your boots are soaked from platform rain
A maintenance man stops concerning
You grin and shake off copper strain
Platform fisher pulling up the dark
Platform fisher pulls a world apart
The city sleeps above your quiet art
Platform fisher set your hook depart
Maybe the camera clicks become the rhythm
The fisherman and runaway align
No catch needed just the act of trying
Each cast a photo each photo a sign
You pack your rod in canvas sleeve worn thin
The first commuters blink at your silhouette
You caught the silence let the noise begin
A perfect frame you won't forget
Up the stairs the morning air tastes metallic
Your thumbnail prints the negative dry
The fisherman stays rhythmic symphonic
You board the bus beneath the prairie sky
Platform fisher pulling up the dark
Platform fisher pulls a world apart
The city sleeps above your quiet art
Platform fisher set your hook depart
Platform fisher set your hook depart
Foot stomp fades on empty platform
Banjo rolls away like smoke
Cello sighs the final note
