I don't like it! I hate waiting for the bus................

---- Just TEASING!!!!!!!!!
I do like it actually.... the poem - the metaphor is actually greater than "the bus" IMO - To me it seems like "the giant hulking bee" has taken on the presense of humanity in an abstract sort of way. Kinda like the mundane things we do..... Awake. Coffee and/or Tea. Tie shoes. Gather bookbag, vitae, metaphysical prowess. Cab fee. Bus TICKET..... Only to:
Quote:
Waiting for the day
Now drowning in fog
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Yep - your poem is a testimony of sorts MSLIT - and something I surely can relate to - the only thing is - I want to gather the morning newspaper and swat the "bee" with it LOL - Somehow I think this is the gist of your poem! Testimony to the tedium and swatting the bee with it.
Thanx for the share
Jacquii.