on the bus.........................

You know I love you
No one else exists in my eyes
(as if scripted and memorized)
he says loudly so all of us can hear
[t]his declaration
she clings to him
(looking older than he)
this bus driver brakes like a teenager
hellbent on working our stablizing muscles
she coughs productively
repeatedly
as he observes flaws in the roofline
of a house
everybody's a critic.

©kk 2006