You know the moment I type of.
Where you’re standing all alone.
Not looking at anything, anyone.
Yet, standing still and looking out
into the great beyond, eyes gone kind of blurry.
Because the car key location has created serious doubt.
And as you stand and gaze ahead,
the person in your path
wonders what is wrong with them.
They ask themselves,
“Are they staring at me?”
Questions circulate
inside their head for they can’t decide
if you think they’ve gained weight.
But, of course, you do not see
the person straight ahead.
For you’re just focused on remembering where
you put the car keys in your bag.
Then, the moment, it happens so fast.
You snap awake to see,
You’re staring right at the dude,
have been for way too long,
now it’s time to flee.
You were just thinking and gazing away
with no true focused direction.
But you made someone’s day real weird,
when you stared during that lengthy session.
Live from the third floor...... 