Morning Conductor

My morning conductor
always sounds like some
bouncer in one of those clubs
where you will never find me

Maybe he looks like
a Hell's Angel in black
Harley Davidson boots
a full beard and sunglasses

His voice is abrasive
when he tells us
to be patient in his way
like we're an inconvenience

He announces each stop
loathsomely with disgust
like an old ex-girlfriend's
name he'd rather forget

Or maybe he is happy
with his face clean shaven
he has a little Pomeranian
and is into bonsai gardening

I don't want to know
just make sure you
always stand clear
of the closing doors