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Close(d)
by James Miller
not enough seats
we squeezein
bus doors opening,
like praying mantis legs,
closing, we are soclose
we’re touchingclothing
still not enough space
my face your face
bus doors opening,
closing, you’d never let
me get thisclose
I breathe slow
try not to show
if you were blind
I’d stare at you more
finally, v a c a n c y
you nudge my elbow
I go
slow
bus doors opening,
Ihopeyoudon’tnotice
I’m disappointed
but I’m going,
closing
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