Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Poetry Cavalcade 2009: Poem 10
Bus Rider
Grim look and dark clothes
Towards work about six
It's still dark here (Detroit)
But I know you know that.
To ride the bus here
Is like you not drinking--
There must be something
Something not quite... right.
I would judge him more
Consider
His failings
Were I not here, too.
