Don’t know who was he?
Old Mr. O’Shaughnessy?
Well then, shame on thee.
-RCinSF
the street lights, they shine
the bus whines to a slow stop
traffic must move now
talking to yourself
rambling muttering spitting
who knows about you
taken in a gust
I don’t always feel I must
I just love the bus
boyfriend singing now
all I can think is ow, ow
sound is deafening
Man smells of urine
Please don’t sit next to me guy
He always sits there
Each morning I look
Find your wedding band still there
See me, man in shades
You are like a man,
I wait for you and move on
and you pass me by
–mhayes
school kids scream, my work
outfit sucks. earbuds in ears,
fingers on iPods.
–a.k.
Love the forty four
I check your route every day
Even just for fun
–Steve, Zac, Max
One line gets me home
one line travels to my hood
I wish there were more
Listening to songs
Crying behind sunglasses
I miss my baby
Gold exterior
It struck a chord in our hearts
Farewell, Culture Bus.
–transbay [via Twitter]
“A haiku to remember the 74X”
Damn escalators
you should work at Church Street station
but you never do
Across from Juvie.
Used to call it Crackateer,
says rich kid smirking.
–RCinSF
Please exit at rear.
But then, how to say Thank you,
all alone driver.
–RCinSF
This is for you all,
Who crowd the bus front section.
MOVE OVER ASSHOLES.
Waiting at Safeway
Maybe I will walk instead
Fillmore is moon lit
–rh
sunset to the bay
drunk bums, hippies, hipsters, YEAY!
Every Single Day
–Farshad
“This bus is not free”
Go back home grandpa muni
And eat your cornmeal