Poem - 23 July 2014, 15:09

RIDING THE BUS FROM BOREDOM TOWN...(PART 2)..FINALE

(Part 2)

The journey of my day
This midday matinee
Resumes its route
From the round -a- bout
Now I will continue...
If I may?

So I'm still upon this bus
As fate had me decide
Later on...I hope
This tale will thrill
As 2 small worlds collide...
A double decker de ja vu
Witnessed upon this ride.

The bus takes me through backstreets...
This neighbourbood..... I thought I knew?
But nothing seems familiar
Nothing similar...
Yet....nothing new?

I think 10 minutes passed
I fell asleep
People got off..

Now on the bus
Just 2 of us..
'Were we not just here before?'

A sudden rush of panic
I guess I felt the need to know
Are we going round in circles?
Is this the only place we go?

I keep my eyes pinned
On the driver
Then on her....

As I slowly stand
She raises her hand
And together we push the bell.

I didn't want familiar
And I didn't want to see....
The other passenger on board
Was a duplicate of me!

I felt my muscles tense
Becoming slow and paralyzed
Unable to move
I had some time to realize
We were just about to crash
Then in seconds we collide.

My next vivid recollection
Was indeed the one i miss
Covered in blood
She stood above...
I still try to reminisce
As she was there to rescue me
Now I can live
Not just exist.....

Carey Milton ©

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