the fast bus
it’s faster than a line drive off the bat of "Chico" Pinto
shortstop out of Santo Christo Parish.
it’s faster than an 8th Street hooker ducking through
the backdoor of the inebriated Columbus Cafe.
it’s the bus which goes from one place to another place
on the expressway through time contorting the expressions
of its passengers along the way.––but
advanced age and mechanical difficulties have slowed its pace
causing concern over its longevity and city officials on the case
have arranged for its disposition to old man Rachlin's
"Museum of Various Sheet Metals" and everyone’s feeling low-down.
but maybe the time has come for the fast bus to travel the slow road
to the big lonesome way out yonder where nothing ever moves.
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