ANOTHER UNWANTED OPINION
... for bill withers
"here's what i think," i overheard at a bar one night
early april two thousand twenty
early april two thousand twenty
... risking my life (again) for human connection
in the midst of a plague
in the midst of a plague
"i think they can not control one single thing
... the flow of information
the flow of human beings across boundaries
the fluctuation between classes affects all classes
... so many things ..."
somone interrupted from across the room, "you're an idiot!"
"i am not - i am drunk - there is a difference"
... then they continued
i stopped listening
& looked at the room
it was the first time i was outside of my apartment
for the passed six weeks i have been "quarantined"
& the person who resides above jumps
now, five or six times for at least half-an-hour
... every day
it was a pleasure to listen to something smooth
to be surrounded by wood - i like this place
i like to sit on its couches, recline & read in the middle of the day
watching the city drive by unobstructed
it is strange to the see the building across the street
through the windows on the facade
because the parking spaces are empty, during the day
they are, of course, still talking
... that is what they do
"there is a difference," they insisted
"here's what i think ..."
interrupted by "number forty-six"
& that was me
i was gratefully spared
another beating
i was gratefully spared
another beating
& went home
with my burger & shake
in a bag
with my burger & shake
in a bag
