Belligerent Poetry

waiting for the saikyo line

performed the strange ritual
down the left stairs
check the time
up the right to piss
first stand in line
notice an old man watching me intently
in the bathroom mirror
throw my hand under the faucet
back down the stairs
gorgeous girls still in her chair
the only people i ever want to know
never bother to stare
and isn't that why
they're so beautiful
and our conversations
so rare?

-2.16.03