happenstance headphones attached to bobbing heads eyes flicker to another object or glued to the pocket screen because to make eye contact you might as well be dead travel space between a destination nothing more or less unless. . . you let it happen the boy in the red all of a sudden you notice you can try to forget but you'll still regret then silenced muted by a smile then words and conversation fill up the boring miles quickly quickly you won't be here a while before this moment is over the words are uttered "can I have your number?" 7/6/17