Did Me No Good

Did Me No Good

The voice of the woman
sitting at the table behind me
nasal
monotonous
devoting itself to explaining some very difficult topic
her lunch companion doesn’t appear to understand
or to want to understand.
My half-filled bottle of iced tea
has gone warm
while I sit
elbows on the table
resting my chin in my hands
staring out the window
listening. I’m afraid
I’m not understanding it
either.

Stick ladies in conversation.

Stick ladies in conversation.

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