1/9/19 -Moments With Strangers

She said hello in the aisle with the condoms,
I looked down, looked away, with my cheeks going red,
And I know that was a dumb thing to do,
But with strangers I feel a real sense of dread,
The same fear that creeps in when I’m talking to you,
Seeking the old stars in your eyes,
Then you’re up and walking,
Trying to tell me
What things were just for show.
And I realize,
Slowly realize,
These aren’t the words of anyone I know.

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