This night another
night bus night

impossible to discern
its path

while on it
everything seen

cannot be touched
or not for any

length of time
as it’s not also

on the night bus
and the night bus

doesn’t stop.
Strange to go

right through a town
with its warm lights

and conversations
and glints of connection

halfway out the door
but the night bus

moves on always
the party’s in the other

room the party’s
in another place

the night bus
moves on to some

secluded spot
some unmarked stop

and lets you off
and then is gone

and gone as in
was it ever even

there not just gone
as in departed–