OCCASION

Two bodies come together. In an instant

They hit. They are locked in an occasion

Of some sort. There is an ambience

That it is hard to recollect. Only the

Feeling of their terse bodies makes the

Hit contactable.

She wants to get through and out

The door. He wants to stay put.

There is no way through for the moment.,

And they cannot simply find one out.

Instead they strain against the limiting of

Space that each feels on bodily contact.

It is this that they feel as they touch.

They are bordered up with nowhere

To go. Circumstance points

Only to this. So they try to move

Through one another. Though this is an

Impossibility. Each believing themselves

To be hindered. It is this that

They move against. It is this that

They move towards. They are sweating,

Their bodies rigid- upright in fear.

Then with one large surge, body

Mass against body mass, their intractability gives

Way and they slide past one another exhausted.

The man sends the woman through the already

Sliding doors with a kick.

She flinches and then turns to see

An old man with a walking stick.

He turns to see a slight woman. He had

Imagined her larger somehow.

Something catches between their eyes.

Then the old man blinks.

The woman turns

Into the crowd.

They have come apart.