July 28th 2016 (the cat sat in the bag at the back)
by Brendan Strong
Bus crammed: jam-packed
Middle seat, back
Row between that
Man’s jacket, that
I will not to move my ass
Except to let someone pass
To this side or that
(Those seats are the last)
So my legs can stretch in the aisle and relax.
– a busload of waiting, fidgeting, chat –
We move at last.
Two girls come fast
Embarrasmiling as they pass
Apologise their time keeping’s lax
I will have to move my ass
Or one sits this side, one sits that
Leaving me in the middle like a creepy old man
I will have to move my ass.
So the first asks the woman to move her bag –
Asks the woman to move her bag –
Asks to move her bag –
Confused, the woman says that’s
Not a bag, that’s a cat –
You can’t be scared of that!
Not scared! But could you move your cat –
Six sets of shoulders shaking laughter back –
The woman gets it at last
Puts her cat at her feet like a bag: ah-
Tishoo! goes the girl. AH
TISHOO. We discovered a cat. AH
TISHOO. She discovered an AH
TISHOO. allergy, just like that.