Battlebus

Small wars
fought over inches,
glances
and advances
rustling confection treats
to retreats
itching in hot seats,
much too close
to the public lavatory.
The gravity of the situation is grave,
buckled in and enslaved
in this tin can,
got a can opener man?
he turns
but doesn't understand
He leaned over!
now's the time
to take back what is rightfully mine
Usurper!
Iced coffee slurper!
Putting me to the test?
Well,
I've bested you,
knobbly elbow battlefest
on this National Express
two person arm rest manifest.