Afloat

Buses
allow you to float
amongst the soothing babble of streams of
consciousness shared, float
and share their dreams, release; woes pared
down
with the calming chatter.
Cold rain batters the embracing cage but
breath condenses the chatter
and soothes the rage, group incandescent
in
our shared release, the driver
takes responsibility away, we sit but
mindful only of our stop, Driver
says Goodbye, we're fit to face life, but
                              prop-dropped.