Summer heat straining
To buckle roads,
Turning sweat to steam,
Leaving tensions frayed,
And homes too hot to stay in
The heat wave was even too much for the roaches
Who liked the linings of
Bus engine compartments
And the gentle roar
Around the muffler area.
Just not today…
The industructibles came out
Escaping the exhaust and combustion
To the nearly as uncomfortable cabin
Where frightened riders of the 104
Panicked on Broadway
As the creepy crawlers acted out a horror movie scene.
The filthy seekers of coolness
Poured from the bus’s crevices
With little care for the hoards of screaming people
Or the constant ringing of the bell
Due to the incessant pulling of the chain
Which one dude thought this whole thing must have been.
The 104 stopped
And for once, the people of New York City
Gave up their seats.
With new passes in hand,
The grossed out travelers waited
The next bus.
To their surprise
The newly arriving passengers fled
With the same life preserving abdandonment
That they had displayed
As the new bus was quickly filling
With hearty insects looking for cool air.
The Transit Authority blamed spilled food,
Letting the public know
Roaches liked buses as much as Park Avenue kitchens.
The roaches waited the heat out then went back to the dark places
Where they laid more eggs.
It was rumored many people started walking…
Photo Credit: By AEMoreira042281 (Own work) [CC BY-SA 3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons