we have to do everything in our power to avoid rolling down the hill
inside,
warm and slow
a gentle sense of music drifting through
we are willing conspirators to this game
a family of kids waiting for the driver,
braking Buddha-like
to deliver us home safely
so we are content to sit
uncomplaining
in hours of traffic
waiting to get down the hill
to cross the drawbridge
silent
reading restaurant reviews
drowsing
walking would be faster
colder
and impossible
since we can never get off the bus
and no one can get on.
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