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.