I wonder sometimes,

probably far too much,

about people and their reactions

to me.

Well there’s a starting point to hell,

imagining I can figure out

just why

someone chooses to scrutinize

me.

There is evidence

to suggest without ceremony.

the majority,

that is us in one line together,

we do stand

to wonder about each other

all the time,

just more noticeable

when it truly is all about

me.

~

I walked directly past you today,

and your eyes averted,

were challenged to say hello,

when my greeting,

was the first issue.

Then it was a forced harmony.

~

I get that a lot,

usually just me.