bus stop monologue

Standing at a bus stop-
no. Wait,
I've had this thought before.
Was it at this bus stop,
or the bus stop before?
Have i been standing
at this bus stop so long
that it feels as though
I've caught one earlier.
I hate this bus stop,
I crave this bus stop,
I am this bus stop,
My Name IS BUS STOP.
Silly me.

Thats a handsome looking tree.
Not as handsome as my favorite tree
but, a dashing tree none the less,
My god I'm hungry.
I wonder if i can eat that tree.

If mind readers were real
I'd know it.
The laughter would be unmistakable.