where the writers are
Bus Stop

BUS STOP

Tangerine tiger woman
Traces her orange finger nail
Up and down her zebra purse

Over the broken zipper
Over the torn nylon
On her suddenly naked thigh

Kohl around her chocolate eye
Sequins under her peacock fur
Her purple lips
Of a tired whore
The scent of alcohol
Wrinkles
Dimples
Blue capillaries
Human knots
Nude wings
A foreign word
A smile

Is she waiting for a bus?
For love?
For her turn to die?