yesterday morning on the subway there was an empty plastic apple juice bottle. it rolled back and forth for the entire ride. it would come to rest on someone’s foot. i could see invisible toes curling inside of shoes. feet trying to shrink away from it. feet trying to rotate it so it would roll along a different path. usually it would just settle on back against the same person’s shoe-you could sense the frustration. it’s not really that gross of an object, but i guess when you’re on the subway with all the strangers and a strange empty bottle, things kinda seem more disgusting than usual. woulda been nice if someone gave the bottle a big kick i thought. just to see. maybe a subway soccer match would slowly develop. people in the orange seats could be teamies and people in the yellow seats could be teamies. and the doors between cars could be guarded and opened and closed by the defender. extra point if you managed to kick it off the subway when the doors opened at a stop.