Bus Ride

Even through the grime
on the window
her skin looks fresh

Please meet my friend
the empty seat and I

Ohh-- one of those
too good for my friend
we’d be together
if it weren’t for him

let them go
enough already
its not their fault;
they always end up
getting scared and darting away
anyways

you're too silly
getting up for the STOP button
we’re not even at our stop yet

Easy there–
why are you doing this
its not here you fool,
you freaking idiot

as she walks away
nonchalantly
like nothing happened
blonde hair bounces
from side to side
as if to wave goodbye
sucker