Poem 294

‘bus’ from omnibus meaning for everyone … not for me if I can avoid it …

Only One Of The Reasons Why Socialism Could Never Work

Like when someone coughs
I mean really coughs
with a sound like furniture
being dragged around
and you're on the bus
you can't move
and a cloud of organisms
settles on your face
like a stale hand
so you decide
you're not going to breathe out
and especially not in
and you last 
a whole block
in traffic
until you're sure every last
virulent particle
is dissipated
or dead
and it's then
right then
he coughs
again