I love 
the burble 
  
of the bus 
the vulgar 
  
gurgling  
the brawny 
  
demotic 
paunchy 
  
song 
perfumed 
  
by swirling 
diesel plumes 
  
redolent 
of foreign 
  
journeys 
of turbid 
  
urban 
throngs 
  
of the lover 
left  
  
on the curb 
of his world 
  
as the bus 
lurched off 
  
ushering my  
enraptured 
  
self into  
the furiously 
  
murky  
future