all my life
while walking around
here and there
I’ve heard voices–
usually it’s two people
approaching me:
“Jesus Christ, look at that guy!”
“My god, did you see that?”

it happens at supermarkets
at racetracks
in parking lots
or when I’m just walking
down the street:
“Hey, did you see that guy?”

there is evidently another
way a person should look.

I’ve had them curse me
as I pass:
“That son of a bitch!
Did you see that fucking bastard?”

I walk on.

there’s not much else I
can do.