Today is a Poem

It’s early morning and I’m

Standing in front of a brick wall at the bus stop
Listening to my itunes, trying not to cry.

Suddenly a man comes running from across the street.

He is angry.

He runs right up to where me and this other girl stand,
…waiting for our work day to start.

With a mighty force
He throws himself against the brick wall
He misses the girl by an inch or two.
His mouth is stretched across his face in a frightening silent scream.
His eyes are wild.
He looks like he could explode.

I scoot away.
The girl stands perfectly still.

David Bowie sings in my ear:
Ground Control to Major Tom.