it’s always difficult to make the call
you never know as he says he
likes her already and interrupts to
talk about his eccentricities
this one may be down on his luck
may have seen suffering
skipped meds
and then it’s one hand on
the arm too much and
one simply doesn’t give a shit
anymore
***
plastic braids
boondoggle and
the tv and a tiny
food processor
from 1982 these
things stand out
from an evening
in a space where
(almost) everything
will not stay long