I hopped off the bus today.

Yes

I hopped off.

And I guess the last thing

that the driver saw

was my coat flapping.

My legs rose

from the ground

barely touching the gravel.

My breathe arrived

at the door first

bringing my body inside.

Drawing me to you

like fireflies to the light

only to be burned,

But you see the thing was you

never shone and I never

got off the bus