Night Bus Poem by Arunlal Mokeri
Night Bus
Rating: ★5.0
A street winked.
Darkness.
The fading smear of a wall.
A darting bridge.
A lonely dog.
Hurrying asphalt.
A company of smokers.
It is hard to come to terms with:
the world only absently watches
as I, windowed, nightwards vanish.
Friday, December 12, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: travel
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Magnus Kallas
12 December 2014
You know, sometimes it's like the biggest luxury to stay windowed.
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4/26/2024 4:31:47 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Wonderful poem. Death is like being windowed.