‘Bus Wanker!’

Car slows,
clatters on by,
caterpillar pace,
clash of context.

“Bus Wanker!”
shouts a spot,
a spot in a passenger seat,
a spot, that spreads outwards until it merges
at one –
with other spots.
A carful of pink youths,
blurred,
hazy …

Making a smudge in my notebook
of poems.

Copyright owned by Jay Cool, May 2017

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