why all the shouting
my ears hurt from the fighting
oh wait they’re talking
Ohhh, Dirty Thirty
How you smell all day and night
weekends i can breath
It’s raining, we run
two blocks from Molinari’s
provalone and jam
–jb
Palace of Fine Arts
Voluptuous stone muses
Broadway: “Live Nude Girls!”
–jb
Marina picnic
wait, we forgot the sardines
still sealed on the bus
Now, which line did I
see a live Rooster flappin’
for its damn dear life?
I know we was on
Stockton somewhere, and that Bird
Dinn’t pay his damn fare!
–A.K.Lewis
they took you from me
15 3rd, now i suffer
stink fish spit pushed pigs
Hey, Driver -my Stop!
Bell sound means “stop requested”
Don’t you understand?
-Kimballi
A concert tonight
Bus packed but I have bassoon
Sorry everyone!
–bsoongrl
Bag of groceries drops
Woman scrambles to pick up
Missed my stop today
–jgoldfoot
The 30s are here.
All arrived at the same time
Like a three car train.
You have two bags fish.
At every stop you fall down
yet seem surprised – why?
Need more syllables
To capture the true horror
Of riding Muni.
–E.K.L.
Beads of sweat, dripping.
Gripping two canes in one hand.
No one gives their seat.
–E.K.L.
A peaceful journey.
Kind of jarring, actually.
Where are the crazies?
— E.K.L.
cough! cough! hack! hack! cough!
*an organ flies out her mouth*
*lands on floor* *twitches*
–E.K.L.
“He told you to move
Back, but you didn’t move back.”
“Get some sleep, old dude.”
–E.K.L.
There are bugs in that
Woman’s hair. And some li’l guys
Just hopped onto me.
–E.K.L.
I’m no math whiz, but
I can see that the driver
Shorted my transfer.
–E.K.L.
i have a bus pass
and yet you kicked me off for
boarding in the back