A Conversation with my Bus Driver

“You’re going the wrong way!”

“The school’s that way!”

 

I trod away from university

A universe lies between me and the others. 

Boiling intensity

resonates in my mind

resonates in my bones

resonates in my soul.

 

“Am I good enough?”

 

More questions than answers flood my mind

But I doubt you have the time to answer.

You pander before the quickest release

Of the pedal that rests beneath your feet.

The bus’ engine roars, your voice quiets

My time to talk has ceased.

 

 

 

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