It seems like it goes everywhere. But it also goes nowhere.
Get on in Finglas Village. Drive for 30 minutes. Look out the window at the desolation beyond.
Still in Finglas. But it's more than that. It's the Bleakness of it.
That Grey Dunne's Stores that's half shuttered at 18:30 in the evening.
The backarse of Ballycoolin, and another interminable age of industrial estates.
A road that might've last been resurfaced when De Valera was Taoiseach leading down to Connolly Hospital.
Taking every wrong turn possible trying to get to the Blanchardstown Centre.
Time crawls. The engine threatens to shake itself apart everytime the bus stops.
A gentleman's watching a video on gun laws and firearms made prior to 1898.
3 teenage girls are talking about their JLO's. Not Jennifer Lopez.
You finally get off after watching the continents drift beneath the wheels of the bus and look at your watch.
It's been less than an hour since you got on the poxy thing. Entire geological ages have passed in your soul.
Get on in Finglas Village. Drive for 30 minutes. Look out the window at the desolation beyond.
Still in Finglas. But it's more than that. It's the Bleakness of it.
That Grey Dunne's Stores that's half shuttered at 18:30 in the evening.
The backarse of Ballycoolin, and another interminable age of industrial estates.
A road that might've last been resurfaced when De Valera was Taoiseach leading down to Connolly Hospital.
Taking every wrong turn possible trying to get to the Blanchardstown Centre.
Time crawls. The engine threatens to shake itself apart everytime the bus stops.
A gentleman's watching a video on gun laws and firearms made prior to 1898.
3 teenage girls are talking about their JLO's. Not Jennifer Lopez.
You finally get off after watching the continents drift beneath the wheels of the bus and look at your watch.
It's been less than an hour since you got on the poxy thing. Entire geological ages have passed in your soul.
I love the smell of rotaries in the morning. You know one time, I got to work early, before the rush hour. I walked through the empty carpark, I didn't see one bloody Prius or Golf. And that smell, you know that gasoline smell, the whole carpark, smelled like.... ....speed.
One day they're going to ban them.
