6:25 sec. Running in my life
The BUS MAN is my driver
To travel and do the exact same thing
in the bathroom
is a void I have yet to fill.
I feel important
to the stranger
with money of no worth,
unless with an exchanger.
I don't accessorize.
But I meditate upon reflection
of an image forever unseen.
Only truth to myself
is all that I need.
But I heed,
it all sparked
with
the BUS MAN as my driver.