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That is it all over Elaine thinks on the bus after school she and John and the kiss all done with everything on the edge her nerves wrought as if each hidden thought was exposed to everyone silently she sits near the window looking out tears sitting on the rims of her eyes like actors impatient to get on to the stage and perform she’d seen John walk on by to get on the school bus he is there across the aisle sitting looking out as she is wondering what went wrong what he’d said or done wrong at lunch time on the field at recess he saw her on the bus sitting there looking out not at him pretending not to know he is there Goldfinch talks beside him some such stuff in his ears empty words soft laughter all John wants is Elaine to have her near to him her body close and warm not this cold far distance between them Elaine feels all undone all exposed each nerve taut every thought of John being near but not near wanting him next to her as it was before lunch the bus moves to go home she watches scene changes vibrations moving tears to the edge like fragile suicides thinking on the long fall but her love bites deeply all undone can’t recall.
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Jan 20, 2014
Jan 20, 2014 at 11:10 PM UTC
ELAINE UNDONE.
That is it all over Elaine thinks on the bus after school she and John and the kiss all done with everything on the edge her nerves wrought as if each hidden thought was exposed to everyone silently she sits near the window looking out tears sitting on the rims of her eyes like actors impatient to get on to the stage and perform she’d seen John walk on by to get on the school bus he is there across the aisle sitting looking out as she is wondering what went wrong what he’d said or done wrong at lunch time on the field at recess he saw her on the bus sitting there looking out not at him pretending not to know he is there Goldfinch talks beside him some such stuff in his ears empty words soft laughter all John wants is Elaine to have her near to him her body close and warm not this cold far distance between them Elaine feels all undone all exposed each nerve taut every thought of John being near but not near wanting him next to her as it was before lunch the bus moves to go home she watches scene changes vibrations moving tears to the edge like fragile suicides thinking on the long fall but her love bites deeply all undone can’t recall.
BOY AND GIRL  AND FRAGILE LOVE IN 1962.
terry-collett
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Jan 20, 2014
Jan 20, 2014 at 11:10 PM UTC
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