Bus Lonesome Poem by Graham Wolfe

Bus Lonesome



Sight around
Listen to the notes
Loudness I hear that no one can feel

Smiles -Laughter -Boredom -Sleep
All i can see

Cannot Hear
Bus of 20 seats
Glistening Palms
While hands are clammy and dead as ever

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Graham Wolfe

Graham Wolfe

garrettsville, ohio
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