milk and colors
Sunday, July 17, 2011
bus stops
Every time
this bus of mine
stops
I believe it is
home
and I hop off
but it never is
home
and all I can do
is wait
and wonder:
why oh why oh why oh why oh why
are there are so many
bus stops
in my life?
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