Bus Poetry, Vol 3

I think I timed this wrong…

Comparisons on the Bus


Espadrilles.
Ankle trousers falling perfectly at the sandal strap.
Delicate fingers holding pistachios and a very literary novel.
Patterned blouse containing the hue of the trousers – exact match.
Hair pulled up in a messy bun that is far from.
Old Clark’s shoes.
Gray yoga trousers masquerading as business casual.
Too many beaded bracelets paired with a Fitbit the same color as the faded Clark’s – exact match.
Worn navy top, at least three inches shorter than when purchased.
Artificially straight hair, complete with a midlife red stripe.
Which is which?
She is awake and ready.
I am tired and ready for a nap.
She will take on the world today while I will sit…and compare.