Today I looked at people.
It was like looking at the green and scratched earth.
I felt so sad and bored.
I sat at the counter of Dunkin Donuts
and waited for my broken car to be fixed
by the mechanic across the street.
People in big coats came in for coffee and chocolate-covered donuts.
All day long it was a donut-and-coffee fest.
I drank my tea and did not have any memories.
It was glorious and beautiful
and the people were glorious and beautiful.
From sunup to dinnertime everyone was so happy in their big furs and
at the Dunkin Donuts.
I did not know what to do with myself in the sadness and boredom.
I did not eat or talk on the phone or play the flute.
It’s hard to look at people these days.
We don’t pay enough attention to other people’s faces.
The way they contort into rivers.
The way they mutate into cities
and yearn for other faces that are rivers and volcanoes.
Look up. Look at me
so I can look at you.
That’s all anyone wants to say
but we are all too busy being glorious and bored.
I want to believe otherwise.
My car is still not ready
and I am at the orange counter.
I have been here my whole life.
My tea is cold.
I have been here all day.
It’s cold outside and the donuts are all gone.
I’m sure they were bad for everyone
but tasted so great.
I love your face.
It is a beautiful face.
Copyright © 2020 Matthew Lippman
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