The Infirmary

Boy, Waiting for a School Bus

16 B o y, Wa i t i n G f o r a s c h o o L B U s frozen dawn. a scattering of snow spits a boy raw welcome, waiting for a bus beside the road. hangover moon, knuckle in a glove worn through. a flock of geese, some frozen. Dawn, a scattering of snow. The sky is maverick. clouds are rolling black, tossing vagabond. Waiting for a bus. Beside the road a dozen ghosts are whining in the grove. Ditch and stubble fields, tar that never ends; a frozen dawn, a scattering of snow. his breath carves little statues out of cold. a schoolboy’s a victim to this wind, waiting for a bus beside the road. i wave and honk the horn. crows explode along strung wire, flak bursting on the wind. frozen dawn, a scattering of snow. Waiting for a bus beside the road. ...