Showing posts with label public transit. Show all posts
Showing posts with label public transit. Show all posts

Friday, September 28, 2012

bus ride

drone, smells, chatter. blurs
drone, smells. chatter. drone,
revery, comfort, pain, fear,
drone. blurs, noise, pain.
fatigue, noise, noise. chatter,
noise, fatigue. smells, smells,
smile. glance, fatigue, noise.
glance, glance, fear. pain,
smells, drone. drone, drone.
stop sudden noise. drone,
weary, glance. smells.
stop, up, smells, glance,
out. noise. fatigue.


Hans Ostrom, 2012

Monday, September 24, 2012

Frustration Station


At Frustration Station, crates
of bad karma get off-loaded,
vats of bile sit in storage, and
tickets turn to paste.  Conductors
have called a halt. Engineers
weep, and tunnels belch hot wind.
Departures and arrivals melt
into one immobile blob.  Turnstiles
turn into empty gun-barrels aimed
at one another. Vermin gnaw
wires of  ambition.  Only the fiddler
playing for oily coins is happy.
These faces, these faces, these
faces twist toward scream.  


Hans Ostrom, 2012