Billy in Time

I've been drinking on the city train
as it rumbles under the rain.

Stone Temple Pilots and Soundgarden
come on the old iPhone,
making me sad. 

unless you have a time travel thingy,
there is no going back.

Even still, I tap my feet,
annoying the people around me,
but one guy finds it funny.

his face finds mine,
he looks like a Billy in time.

Even the slightest human connection,
however silent and silly,
is vastly important during these fleeting days.