Not Good For Transportation

the bus ticket receipt says in big bold letters on its face. the face of the bus says something in a different manner in equally bold letters. the brakes are fire headed things that scream. the windows allow only a little light in. the wheels are relatively round. the music is of people sleeping, their dreams obscene and hovering about their heads. a lay trouble doll gone from one state's smoke filled station to another. in the night and in the day it's a different world and a receipt can not get you anywhere.



insert picture of busses sleeping and people gathered with their angry things outside:






into their faces they're walking already away. go more, says greyhound. and a dog is stuck on its metal outside unable to move and elusive on the highway's shoulder.



you might as well get up. on your way.