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by Abby Gambrill

Dear Metro Surveys:

Every time you ask —
I say: I would like more 48s.

Yet, I always seem to ride
the same one.

The one with graffiti on the seat just behind the rear door —
written in script that is hard for my
white-person eyes to read.

I think it might say
bitch.

9 replies on “Midnight Bus Poetry”

  3. Because white people are foreign to the art of graffiti?

    Maybe the artist KNOWS Abby sits there every time, and the inscribed “Bitch” was for her.

  4. Paul Constant give Charles Baudelaire can of Rize, Charles Baudelaire drink Rize, freak out, Bukowski out, CHARLES BAUDELAIRE BECOME CHARLES BUKOWSKI!

    CHARLES BUKOWSKI WILL SPEW OUT VOLUMES UPON VOLUMES OF BAD POETRY, INSPIRE GENERATIONS OF BAD METRO BUS POETS TO CONTINUE TRADITION OF BAD METRO BUS POETRY!

    And no, I don’t feel like letting it go.

  6. I don’t think the writer is racist…..but he is definitely trying to get the reader to picture someone who is kind of oblivious and “racist” by ignorance.

  8. commuters waiting upon spring

    the rains descended:
    each drop of driving mist
    coursing through the sky
    down, down to the streets and gutters
    of this green city

    and it is the way wet people crowded into buses
    stare through the spaces between each other
    and the way everything can suddenly
    change like winter passing over
    to new growth:

    an emergent synthesis
    of life and death
    upon the toothless grins
    of children and old men.

    One more year, one more life
    in this city, on this earth
    trundling toward destinations
    of terrifying joy and tear-filled collapse
    we wait for the sun to burn through our gray veil.

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