U haven't lived
till u lived on a band bus
with nothin but one
light,18 men,& a bus driver
squeezed together
on seats
with everybody
snorin at once&
some of those
snores
so
deep
snotty
gross and unbelievable-
subhuman wheezings from hell itself

your mind almost breaks
under those death like sounds

not to mention-the music
the people and piss poor critics

the intermingling odors;
hard unwashed socks
pissed & shitted underwear

over it all.....
slowly circulating...
air
much like that from a garbage can...
bodies in the dark
fat-thin-bent-legless-mindless

and worst of all;the total absence of hope
It is unbearable.....

u get up..go out...walk the streets
up & down..
past everything..
around corners
same streets
different city

Thinking!
what is happening..
what is happening to me ?
It is dark,cold
out there..

the loneliness shrouds you
totally covers you

Its time
Its time
to get back on the ...BANDBUS

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