A steady gait and easy motion
Your eyes lock on the distance.
Why the immediate avoidance?
Is eye contact so sensual and private?
Is an invitation that you fear?
Or a rejection that raises your blinders?
Can small talk be so uncomfortable?
The environment is green with unease
But I don't take the chance to jump.
And so, another person passes left
And the sidewalk is mine once again,
My mind smoldering in coal..
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