*megabus (Prose) Poem by Tiffanie Lein

i looked out

beyond me a vast, gray of blur. As I was advanced bright twins glow of evil necessities dodged past my side. Random tunes and words drilled into my head. A steady, unconfortable hum and vibration of my own evil necessity.

In front, so blue, clean and real.
Left, foreign unfriendly light-emitting device and a conversation.
Right, same old vastness, some greatness out in the world that I don't comprehend. And every few seconds, a reminder that we destroy this greatness.

I pick up a pen and write. I close the book, and I close my eyes to the music of Josh Groban.

4nov08