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February 16, 2013
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My salvation came in the form of the last bus home in the pouring rain.

I had a panic attack today
I had just gotten off the wrong bus to nowhere
it was ten at night
it was cold enough to be snowing
my phone was dead
I hadn't eaten since 1
and I had one wrinkled dollar left in my wallet

I was going over all the different things I could've done
to avoid this situation
and kicking myself for not being more prepared
or more responsible
or whatever
a divine slap across my frost bitten face
and this is the part I'm almost embarrassed to share
because its just so cheesy
but what the hell
I like cheese

Life is a series of missed connections
And endless bus rides
You need to enjoy it
No matter how tedious or nerve-wracking
Take solace in knowing
That you don't have to drive in traffic

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WriterHead This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Feb. 22, 2013 at 11:41 pm
when i read this, i screamed WOW inside. i feel like your poem tells a story, literally. those types of poems are very unique. excellent!!!!!
MarieAntoinette2012 said...
Feb. 22, 2013 at 2:54 pm
It's one of those random poems that completely pulls you in.
Riley_ said...
Feb. 22, 2013 at 8:20 am
I really like how you put your words together!
ChrisJ This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Feb. 21, 2013 at 2:32 pm
This is a different one, very compelling and moving, great job! I like cheese too! ;)
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