I had this dream the other night I was on this road and this bus pulled up Come on board the decomposing bus driver said So on I went with all the other ghoulish people Some were mere skeletons While others looked just like me Still without rotting flesh So the bus quickly became overcrowded As more and more decomposing and not so much decomposing ghouls Got on board The bus would let you get off if you were still alive As I was So I got off this bus of death and rotting flesh So i thought where did this dream come from? Then the next day I saw the bus carrying the ghouls from Janesville The ones who had threatened murder at my work place Then it made sense to me
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Posted: Jul 2017
About this poem:
Just another condition of working at a bad job, nightmares.