2 poems for 2 generations going the “wrong way” on muni

they boarded the inbound N train at embarcadero, then sat down and asked the driver which direction they were going in. oops, they wanted the outbound train to sunset. they chatted and giggled from embarcadero to folsom and then got off to catch the right train going in the other direction. we smiled at each other a lot in the dark tunnel between stops and i fell in love.