this yellow school bus, a constant symbol
of dispatch
the incessant need for society
to configure things
shape such a moment of mobilization
to afford this perception
of efficiency\
It probably compounds the pressures
in the basic human instinct
for the fix
rather than a real resolve\
no one ever asks the kids\
all thumbs and disconnect
the play station children\
no worms to catch in April
no bundling up against December's air
all those conversations on foot
building tree forts, snow forts
it once was so easily understood
how their time in childhood gets spent
watching the traffic
fidgeting, only kids after all,
already paying their own rent.
