the bus opens up
around the hill
against the curve
away from the light
the baby standing on her lap
jerks the opposite way
two women in the back cannot resist
the pull
the shrieking brake
the mangled exterior
they would spend the day
kissing
what about the baby's head
the head-on collision
how the bus would kick
think about the baby
your lips on its cheek
dead tire marks in the road
a sheet of glass
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