Greyhound San Jose
small boy at a game kiosk
vending machines that smell stale
separate stairways climbing up
to hombres and mujeres
a ticket vendor chained to his desk
wearing shiny black shoes
below wasted legs
mandatory alcoholic in checked shirt
with faded vomit spots
the homeless sober bearded man
Safeway trolley overflowing
with trash from a lifetime
of buses come and gone
helpline poster for the runaways
twelve to twenty one
if their revolution
is done
a police cruiser
wrapped around
a profusion of cigarette butts
shapely thighs in halogen white
outside
the neighborhood dance club
buses are late
people wait
the clock strikes one
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