Poem: Awkward Behaviors
On a bus in Germany. The smogMuch worse than in the city. The peopleScared of physical contactTry not to interact. The eyesLooking out the window.Every now and thenThey awkwardly meet though. The directionFor all the sameAnd yet so not.Some going home to family,Others to do their job. The old manSitting across from me,A companion I didn’t choose,Who did not choose me,Is desperateTo get off the … Poem: Awkward Behaviors weiterlesen