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This is my freedom (could-have-been's)

It starts and ends on a bus
with too much room for speculation
(perhaps the universe is telling me
itís time to buy a car)

They laugh, talk too loudly
I crank my iPod, ignore
the things I canít quite hear

Iím no good at being
the centre of attention
least of all when Iím being
groomed for a beating

I can feel her breath on
the back of my neck
deliberate
like the wind

She says something to her
friends that I canít make out
and their laughter chokes
the music in my ear

I pretend I am elsewhere
pretend I canít feel
her intention bristling on my skin
I know where this leads - Iíve lived here

Sheís too close to my seat
her breath cool on my fear-heated skin
I turn and say ďhiĒ
she laughs and does it again
as her friends snigger
from the other side of the bus

I lean forward and hit button to get off
when I stand they donít follow
and today I get off the bus alone
shaking with the could-have-beenís

© Indie Adams 2014
Indie
Written by Indie (Miss Indie)
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