This poem is taken from PN Review 181, Volume 34 Number 5, May - June 2008.
The Boy on the Bus
for Martin Amis
I am the boy on the bus. Soft milky light
Is gently bathing frantic city streets;
Somewhere a cheerful urban bird is singing.
It's good up here. Things may turn out all right.
I am the boy on the bus. And yet elsewhere,
My friends are now unsafely underground -
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