Friday, May 31, 2013

A Poem:

Hang tight; the poem is coming. 
First, some context:

What about this picture:

Gives random strangers the inclination to do this: 
?

Seriously, leave me alone.

In Sum:

Random strangers creep me out,
to deflect you, I wear this angry pout.

Your small talk makes me want to bawl.
Can't you see I'd much rather read skymall?

Please don't talk to me on the train,
Gah!  And DEFINITELY don't talk to me on a plane.

Please don't talk to me here or there, 
Please don't talk to me anywhere! 

(Especially on public transit-FOR THE LOVE OF GOD I'M WEARING GLASSES, LISTENING TO MUSIC AND READING-WHAT ABOUT THIS SAYS, "TALK TO ME!???)

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