Sitting
solo, singing silently on the bus,
staring
out the window
watching
the world pass by
is part of my daily routine.
I find a blurring world.
I see
the tall green trees
turn into
blurs of green and brown.
The cars, like charging bulls
zip by
without a care in the world.
The people appear
and
disappear
in a seeming instant.
The buildings
come and go,
becoming
Legos in the distance.
I try to count
the signs I see,
but a blink: they're behind me.
Soon enough the bus
stops.
I
step
down
the stairs
to a different
perspective.
The bus drives away
and I become
a part of a b l u r r
i
n
g world.
solo, singing silently on the bus,
staring
out the window
watching
the world pass by
is part of my daily routine.
I find a blurring world.
I see
the tall green trees
turn into
blurs of green and brown.
The cars, like charging bulls
zip by
without a care in the world.
The people appear
and
disappear
in a seeming instant.
The buildings
come and go,
becoming
Legos in the distance.
I try to count
the signs I see,
but a blink: they're behind me.
Soon enough the bus
stops.
I
step
down
the stairs
to a different
perspective.
The bus drives away
and I become
a part of a b l u r r
i
n
g world.
savetheplanet
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