Twix Bars and Bus Stop Angels

One day I was standing on

14th street waiting for the 14A bus

it was probably following an after school

trip to Taco Bell (nom) & Forever

after sharing my quesadilla and

cheesy bean & rice burrito, I was still

craving something else

(if you can't tell, I'm so hungry right now,

I don't even remember what a burrito tastes like)

anyhow, my bus was just not coming

and the Avenue D buses continued to pass

1,2,3,4 D's and still no A's (my eternal strife)

in my frustration, I turned to my friends

and said "I really wish I had a Twix right now"

then I heard the voice of angel,

the woman standing next to me took

a cute, fun size Twix bar out of her purse

and handed it to me, she smiled

like all she wanted to do was gift Twix bars

to make teenage girls happy

I love that mystery woman

then my bus came,

and I sat in the back nomming my tiny Twix

eating the chocolate and caramel off first

then savoring the wafer

it was beautiful, and people think New Yorkers aren't nice

untrue is what I say,

most people in the city smile back

no one smiles back here,

or gives me Twix bars.