she notices
the men who
turn their heads
just in time
the ones who look
but don’t want
to be obvious
trying to be
cool
but she
catches them
anyway
often sees
heads moving
to the left
or right
as if
they were
only observing
the room
the one
they’ve been
sitting in
for hours now
funny
how that
keeps happening
(D. James)
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