com-un-ter

by mere - Not entered

8:21 am 
Thair r tu, taking in curcles:
talking in streems of conshusness;
I was supposed to be downtown at 9:00
yes it'z taking a wile, my husband is taking me out
they say the swelling wil go down soon, 
To dance it has been so long:
No it was my fault.
and i satnd there listening to them talk, talking in circles, 
waiting, comuting, communing
8:30
finally the bus is here

Reason for writing:

    
taking the bus every day to work listening to people talk to each other while they wait for the bus    

Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1998-04-04 23:27:51
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:40:08
Poem ID: 49240

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