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.