40/40: Summer Poem Slam-a-bam! – Day 36 – “Collective Angst”

“Collective Angst”

Standing backwards on a forward moving bus.

Time traveling.

The slack- jawed tension of the mob hangs on every blank face.

There are no dreams to be had on this bus,

None.

Just motion sickness and disappointment.

There’s no telling when we arrive at the terminal,

But it’s certain that it will be the last stop.

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