Ugh
He looks at me,
I don’t know what I did but that’s the sound he makes.
At the end I say
Have a good night.
He was already driving away.
I feel the distance the second I say hello,
The two boys in the back seat
One stares, leans over to the other, they say something, they both lean closer to their window
They stare
I say
Have a good night
She says
Yeah.
I stand and I smile,
I am trying to be nice but she’s being very short with me for some reason,
She’s correcting me when I haven’t done anything wrong I read it
Is that right?
She says yes.
It’s just that I’m very Christian.
I turn away and make her order,
I give it to her
Have a good night.
Uh huh.
She leaves.
Why have your prices gone up?
I don’t know I
That’s how much it costs for that?
Yes, but I didn’t decide that I
You’re breaking the bank!
Is it a joke do I laugh do I apologise I don’t understand I
Standing at the bus stop
And he walks up, I offer a smile he
Ugh.
And every time I look up for the next ten minutes he is looking away as he was looking at me in disgust.
Why don’t you correct people when they call you she
Because I don’t want to start a fight.
Why don’t you stand up for yourself
Because I don’t want to start a fight.
Why do you take it so personally
Because it happens every day.
Just like I sit in silence.
Just like I watch the clouds for hours.
Just like I look at every car hoping I will see a face I know just like I
Don’t.
I used to remember faces, details, people, numbers.
Lyrics.
Words.
Now my mind says
All you need is this
They are not the memories of life or happiness or joy
They are the memories of otherness or self preservation or mistakes I should not have made
Because I spent a decade
Living in a place where all I had to remember was how to not set off a spark
To cause an explosion.
So when life is not worth living,
My mind does as it was told.
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