Public Transportation

Public transportation:

A look
A stare
As though
I’m not there

My aching feet
An empty seat
You look at me
I’ll have you beat

Bad breath
And worse b.o.
But 100 arms,
So you’ll never know

A crying kid
A loud phone call
At every stop
I almost fall

I see a sign
Looks like my street
But then again
Could be repeat

And when I’m home
In space my own
I think of this:

How boring life would be without public transportation!

August 13, 2011

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