Slouched
alone
in a double
bus seat
Caught my face
reflecting
on
rattling
PLEXI-GLASS
some border-line
between front
and back.
Suddenly
a senorita
and her
long
dark
locks
lent
backward
before me
on the other side
revealing
the
reflection of a
skinny stranger
behind me
in his double bus seat
unnoticed
I watched his
twitchy observations
as he placed a stoge
behind one sunburnt
ear
the bus just
sways and jerks
sometimes stopping
but
always going on.

~CRYSTAL SORBER 5/21/2008~