Leaning on a bus shelter

The overlapping Os on the side of the nearby mall

Glare at me like eyes askance

Silently judging me

As only an upscale department store could

 

Ride will be here soon

At least the weather’s nice

 

Doing my best to avoid eye contact

Strangers

Similar

But different

Don’t think they’ll associate

With the fat guy

Silently dancing to old Beck records

 

Scanning the lot

No sign of the man

 

At least the weather’s nice