Bus Ride

I walk the modest
five minutes
to the bus stop on
cracked and gritty
sidewalk
and I hear the
horns and the
growl or even
the wisp of
passing car
engines

I board the one;
towards Lancaster –
sit
as the vehicle
stops
at
stops
one by one,
slowly
moving through the
side streets
of west Palmdale
which merges
into east Lancaster

pulling into
Lancaster
City Park,
I wait
for the bus
to skate
into a
stop
then I
get off and
wait some
more and
more
and more
until I can’t
wait anymore
or until I
get to my
destination