Wednesday, February 24, 2010

#172

if i press my knees hard into the back of the bus seat maybe you will turn and ask me to stop. maybe you will say i'm sorry, it's my back, you see. i have problems with it. and i would be immediately apologetic. you'll see right away how sorry, how nice i am. i'm sorry, sorry. i was just stretching. you might begin to turn around again and i'll interject. i have a bad back too sometimes. and maybe we will bond over this problem that nobody wants.

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