Snapshot: A Woman on the Bus

The days are hard,
She’s tired, and
Frustrated;
A better life —
For so long, now,
She’s waited —

She’s more and more
An animal
Who’s sessile —
She’s sui generis
But not
That special —

The scenery
Goes by, and she’s
Reflecting —
Another day
Of talk without
Connecting —

A worker’s job –
A crier’s tears –
Authentic —
So much alike
That sometimes they’re
Identic

Author: Owen Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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