Seoul Bus

Sun, 09/01/2019 - 02:34 -- CH

The smell of perfume 

of shuffling innards

And the queasy stench of sweat

 

Whispers on the phone

Covert conversations of bank accounts 

And cheaters

 

The subversive suspicions of passengers 

A waiting game for the next 

Open seat

 

It's a bus ride

On the streets of Seoul

After work.

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