Don't Let the Warm Air Out

Fault line
Driving a nail between tiny splinters of wood
How do they stay?

I want to squeeze so tight
that all the air is gone

and I am squeezing.

This is the story of the girl
who framed the bus window
in perfect thirds.

Then disappeared.

Oh, adhesion and rolling tires
Closeness, movement, air
Can something old be discovered?

Imperfections, obsessions,
Arms out in the thunderous wind
Head high and

This is what it feels like to squeeze.