C Train Concerto for Two Cellos, with Cavafy

After the party, I catch the C train with Max,
                 and we sit next to a guy holding a cello case.
                             He leans on the cello case 
                 like I’d like to lean on Max;
instead, Max leans on me 
as the train slows down
                 and everybody tilts toward the next station. 
The doors open. A tall woman with shoulder-length
                 gray hair walks in, carrying a cello case. 
                                              She sits down beside us, so Max and I
                           are sitting between two cellos, 
                          and we’re all laughing,
                 and I ask if she’s been playing, and she says yes
but that’s all she says.