29 Robinson Bus

Inside busways away from downtown locker docked a bike wielding pauper all while playing Simon & Garfunkel’s The Boxer

Wide were his eyes while docking his bike

Inside his awkward stride he gave the song a like

All waiting frozen like a statue he became among the painted lines, and under the bus stop sign, 5 minutes later in heading west was the 29

The slow chill quiet 29 was his preferred ride that stood for mental peace

He reached for the bike rack to mount his mountain bike beast

And inside the womb of 29’s nurturing reign

The back of the bus became his writers den seat

The new meet for his writing ways beat the 28x by far who flies down the parkway with comet-comet-heat

The 28x usually goes to fast like a Having Belligerence Conquering Comet and a furious “fun” “fun” cartoon fireball

His new bus taking ways was on it, and for his sonnets, he gave the 29 a 3 weeks ago call

29! You still blow the air against my bike

29! I like your peaceful arms down Steubenville Pike

29! While making my Today stanzas, your travelling ways has a ride by right by The Crafton Ingram Plaza

29! I don’t have to work under the blue box’s clever cleaver

I’m a firm believer that I can work somewhere else as a Busy Beaver

29! In need to work somewhere else part time, and leave my current job behind, even though it means less benefits and dimes

But you my dear 29 are a bus route that is hard to find

-        Avalon Dakota

-        12/8/24

-        12:03pm

29 Robinson Bus