Saturday, January 12, 2008

My Chariot Awaits

My bus driver is a slow driver not because he is cautious but because he likes to sight see. The jerks in his steering and hesitant take off is due to his rubber necking. He's looking in the mirror at the wreck behind him. He's looking at the motor home to the left of him. He's watching me behind his aviator shades. He's not driving. He's a tourist. I'm not his charge, I am his partner in the tour about town.

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