Jeepin'

all too friendly leaded air and scent of worn tires
drifted to my nose
strangers side by side and face to face
all in companionable silence
grateful at grandma sleeping across me in clashy floral terno
generous towards Albert Martinez at my left
forgiving at man wit lousy bowl haircut
comfortable in my seat
brimming with humanity for all
smiling at the few moments
of non-attempt at social interaction
leaving mang jun alone as he decides
whether to bring me to my death or
destination