Monday, February 25, 2008

Brain teaser.

You are driving a bus.

Three people alight.

The swirling fans of autumn surround them

As they move out among the pear-cheeked babes

And dogs with rabes

(six more step off)

And sticky stacks of newspap’ packs

And strolling cars

And men from Mars

And girls with weights on roller skates.

The light is red.

Four more aboard.

Their leaden bags are gnawing thoughts

As they move down past taken seats

A man that reeks,

(and nine step on)

A mother’s legs and ciggy dregs

An apple core

Upon the floor

Here ends the wait, they hesitate

For some unseemly puddle on the seat.

A dozen on,

A dozen off,

This man will drink,

That man will cough.

At midnight comes a quiet bliss,

And youngster now I ask you this:

What color are the bus driver’s eyes?

1 comment:

Liz said...

Green I think. But lots of people just assume they're brown because NOBODY LOOKS ME IN THE FUCKING EYE.