he approaches us at the bus stop
we do not want beef jerky
he asks what we are doing,
kind of mocks us for taking the bus
we promise to wave on our way past him
and we do - leaning out the window smiling
next day we all ride the bus together
he acknowledges we were right on, man,
bets we know the name of the 8 o'clock band
and we do - we have bonded, he says, grinning
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