Boston Bus

I wrote this after waiting 20 minutes in the freezing cold at midnight for the bus to come and take me home. It's april and on this particular spring day it decided to snow and rain all day.
So I decided to prostest! I'm like "F*ck this, it's spring, I'm going to dress cute and wear my brand new open toed heals!"
Needless to say the protest is over and I'm lucky I made it back with all my toes still attached. So I share with you my little rant:

Boston bus station vibrations,

grey granite wet and cold,

hey it's not all gold, these streets,

I walk the beat, with the soles of my soul.

A grip, get it

catch your breath and don't forget your socks

'cause it'll be fucking cold tonight.