of concrete and tiled steel
Gateway to Monday-morning
don't-wanna-call-it-Blues
Rubber races toward the mundane routine
Of a morning I want to be happy
And affirm I am a poet
And do so by writing poems
On the commuter bus
Where most sleep
And hopefully dream
Like children do
Not drones
On their way
To another day
At the office
by Mariposa María Teresa Fenández
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