The Bus
The blue clamminess of the bus night light
languishes over the interior
seats dissolve into background
background dissolves into sky
which dissolves within my eye
The chattering window bristles my attention
Neon trails of passing
night dwellers sprint past
Reflected glass me
sighs in unison
and looks at me as if i don't belong
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