[the Writing of Kuypers]
the elevated train,
[JanetKuypers.com][Bio][Poems][Prose]
Private Lives I
Chicago, Illinois
why do these chairs
have to face
each other?
They say Americans
need their space
need their privacy
and here I sit
briefcase in lap
while he sits right
across from me
staring
I can’t lookI can’t
he has to see
my eyes darting
my tension
my privacy
in the edge of my vision
I see his dirty clothes
his dirty hair
dirty mind
will he watch me
get off
note the stop I take
watch me walk too
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