yesterday i saw this parapluie sailing in toward shore, it's handle waving.

you look like a very interesting person.
it's just the beard.
but the hair also,
very interesting.
thank you. it's just hair, but thanks.

walking out you didn't return my smile
or even look at me
and i speculate that i was socially awkward
and maybe even rude,
when i meant to be humorous and self-deprecating and a slightly honest,
did i appear flip, even mildly insane?
mea culpa, stranger who will remain a stranger and not read this sorry blog.
suffice it to say then i am working on it, a different conversation ensues.
and i don't mean this as a poem,
it just falls out that way.