"Some people are not nice people."
The truism tripped forth
And fell before us
Redfaced and sprawling
Bulge-eyed and fierce
And so-sure certain
That you aren't one of those people
And I'm not one of those people
And most of those, here
Silent listening judging
Are not those people.
But not all of them.
And everyone scans the others
Suspicious.

12/31/03

Another stretch-piece. From the above overheard line while waiting for customers at the spontaneous poetry event.