bus depot

sweet diesel coats the tongue
sliding home in crusty cloth seats
air brakes a melodious lullaby

shabby coats with cigarette burns
flickering fluorescent light
coffee stained flimsy paper ticket to freedom
sloppy kisses, tears of discomfort

steel monolith

looming like a monolith
will outlast us all
that feeling grows
in my stomach
when I see you
or even think about you
you’ve damaged me

looking into a post modern
steel future
you don’t exist
except for strange
steel structures
nobody remembers the significance
but I know
they were your hubris