these here
are just crumbs
I keep the cookies stashed
back at the gallows tree
I sneaked a peek
in your pyjama case
I see that you’re a stayer
but I’m about to leave
my bus is late
that’s not news
I forked out for a ticket
that may not be of use
I’ve grown used to delays
this entire route
is littered with no returns
stranded in transit stops
I’ve seen all I’ve seen
an eternity on the omni
takes a moment to discover
but a lifetime to express
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