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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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