Nirvana (Charles Bukowski)

Nice chance completely cut loose from purpose he was a young man riding a bus through North Carolina on the way to somewhere and it began to snow the bus stopped as a little cafe in the hills and the passengers entered and he sat at the counter with the others in the ordered food arrived the meal was particularly good and the coffee the waitress was unlike the woman eat known she was unaffected there was a natural humor which came from her the fry cook said crazy things in the dishwasher and that laughed good clean pleasant laugh near male washed the snow to the window dangling to stay in that cafe forever the curious feeling swam through him everything was beautiful there and I would always stay beautiful there then the bus driver told the passengers that it was time to board the young man thought I'll just stay here then he rose and he followed the others onto the bus he found his seat they looked at the cafe's as a window the bus moved off down the curve downward out of the hills and the young man looks straight forward I heard the other passengers speaking of other things where they were reading we're trying to sleep and they hadn't noticed the magic and the young man put his head to one side closed his eyes and pretended to sleep was nothing else to do just listen to the sound the engine the sound of the tires in the snow