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The Riders

We are behind our masks

but recognize humanity next to us

Eyes tell stories, sagas and series in shades

darkness makes reading more difficult

She asks me which number

I’m waiting for so I awaken to focus

We are travellers here and back

drawn to stand together in this littered space

I read the graffiti yesterday

or the day before but tonight I read it again

Which number are you waiting for

the woman asks as if I know

I listen to her story as stories needs telling

maybe it’s worse or better

I listen for hints of breakdown or sorrow

but she is factual despite

Tomorrow she will ride again she says

ride every day for eternity and her grandson

We are the riders of the bus

grateful for mundane recurring schedules

We are the quiet constant vigil keepers

careful not to wish for a break in the pattern

Visitor without a key

Come on up to my house, you said

You did not mention a dress code

I arrived in my everyday coat

and to my credit I did comb my hair

You did not mention a password

You did not mention scrutiny by mirror

I stood on your threshold, half up half downside

Although your door stood wide open

No one answered my announcing call

Friendship is a fairytale, I heard a cynic once mourn

Maybe, but I’m still a believer

Redemption knows no discrimination

Call me again sometime, should you ever find your way

out of your narcissistic self aggrandizing hall of playful infamy

I might be busy but if you beg sincerely I’ll consider

sidestepping what occupies me to hear what you’ve got to say