long way home

long way home Evening transit murderous slowing down to a standstill I'm a part of a long necklace fascinating colors, a circus is coming to town A sea-gull in peeked cap  knocks on the window tells me to carry on, too soon awake as a Bengalian tiger      crossing a bridge that will  collapse, if not today, but some rotten day  A thousand cars in the drink the injustice of this thrown together grasping at straws The falling rain is an affront water has planned this  A café, ahead, drink coffee Crying windows, I have no  words of comfort whipped tears away, glorious was the evening