Wednesday, March 2, 2011

awkward

a week and a half
of distance among friends
of silences and mute observation
and stranger's chatter

followed by

a long moment of cold smiles traded with unfamiliar faces
seating adjustments
waiting for the hook
the inclusive joke
the acknowledged reminder that we're all
thinking the same damn thing

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