Thursday, December 13, 2012

bus mudras*

the holy everyday
if you look

crooked glasses and teeth
soft and musty like a bruised plum
repeating your plea
i am hungry
i am hungry

your florescent vest
if i'd looked
tells
disabled
but i have something
to think about, Song Chol

fool
who's the fool?

you gave her a handful of chips
which she happily chomped

isn't that why we're here?

you smiling Christmas
as the older gentleman
did as he got off

and i blessed you then

for waking me up to


the what is this
for what it is


* dedicated to all passengers, especially to the midday northbound 67 bus - 20 ksepana mudra   29 vajra mudra  42 atmanjali mudra