Midnight Bus

Last night
You had abandoned the warm yellow lights
Of the city
For the quiet darkness of the outer suburbs

You had to meet someone
In a small white house
There was a threatening figure
Underneath a tree

You stayed too late
You had to take the midnight bus
It stopped at all the dying malls in the area

There were 15 people on the bus the whole time
No one got on and no one got off

And when you looked at them
Out of the corner of your eye
They had the faces of aliens