Distinct

Grocery store, stranger, awkward posture.

Stranger in the store asks,

"how ya' doin'?"

and I say the nonsense

that you always say.

He doesn't bite.

"Working hard,

or hardly working?"

...he says it with a chuckle.

I want to choke him.

I want to want to feel bad at this...

but I don't.

I just want him to go away,

fade and blend into the miasma

of the city.

He does not;

he instead moves closer,

his B.O. and funk

enrobing me.

I desperately need to shout,

"please f**k off!"

Instead, I smile

and swallow the distinct sense

that I am not human...

...not as they are.

Reviews

[dannyjhydrick]

really personal expression of the artistic "alien-ness" a unique voice certainly comes through. Excellent! (the casual repressed and satirically intolerant tone adds to the off humor really enjoyed it)

[Blotter]

thank you.