Max Reif - Go, Greyhound!

Sending off a package Greyhound Express,
I congratulated myself to have remembered
this is the cheapest way to send things,

then wandered through the outdoor
waiting area of the Bus Depot
in search of a door that would
lead inside to the Men's Room.

My breathing went shallow
as I picked my way
among stooped-over travelers,

'lowest of the low',
almost like a refugee
camp or a leper colony —

their only real affront being
they can't afford
more upscale means
of getting where they need to go.

Max Reif

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