stop ‘n stare

To the guy

with staring disease

standing with his wife

at the grocery store

sandwiched between

the cream of mushroom

and canned green beans,

thanks for your undivided

attention. Your jaw-dropped

gaze at me, craning your neck

as you stopped mid-conversation.

She turned and looked too, and you both

rotated your skulls in perfect unison to gawk

as I grabbed my canned vegetables and shivered.