2:36 pm: rode the bus to school.
usually a quiet occasion, friends in subdued conversation,
but the majority silent, staring into the distance
or out the window, pretending not to be eavesdropping,
or lost deep in meaningless thoughs.
today i sat glued to my book "the servant"
(which by the way i finished today! ahhmazing)
when the man next to me yells,
"how are we all doing today?"
i jump, turn to look at him, then smile.
his scruffy white beard complements the stringy
white, greasy hair. glasses on the end of his nose,
fingernails caked with dirt and hangnails.
tupperware of pasta in one hand, statesman in the other,
he chuckles with his shaking belly as he poses another question,
"who went on a date this friday?" then, before waiting for a reply,
"don't worry. because next friday is date the homely day.
every single one of you could qualify for that.
*chuckle chuckle chuckle* "
no response from the bus-riders.
luckily we got off soon as he said,
"have a great day, silent ones"
what a kook. but, i applaud his boldness.
maybe i'll get a date for national date the homely day.
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