On The Bus. Poem by Paola Degli Esposti
On The Bus.
On the bus, almost end of the year, on the bus, almost dry and cold. On the bus, almost unfair, uneasy and unpleasant, for a while, those are my principle thoughts. Dark thoughts, on the bus, then I want to believe the sun will shine again into my my heart and into my mind. On the bus.
Thursday, November 6, 2025
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