I like it, very descriptive and dark. Great imagery.

The hungry stares of the judegemental
Hunt your very soul, lurking freely in open corners
Waiting for just that moment to pounce
To tear open your very essence of being
And dissect it right on the subway train
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Really, I’m just waiting to take your seat. Other than that, this was a good poem, and quite familiar to me in subject matter.

haha, you got it!