To Pass the Time

To pass the time

as my clothing dry,

I stare out the window

watching people below pass by.

Watching people is fun.

That white car drove

around the parking lot

for half an hour

searching for that pot of gold.

But no rain was around.

A couple across the way,

playing tennis.

She and I have something in common,

out of 12 hits he made to her

across the net; she only hit 3.

We suck!

When someone see’s me

staring out the window

they break their necks

in order to see who I am.

All those things shrinks try to teach

about human nature,

those things we do when we think

no one is watching.

At least we think this.

The man digging.

The proper lady doing the same.

A happy couple getting into the thick of it.

Such a sight to see.

Whatever!

Buzz!

Oh, my clothes are dry.

Someone else can use-

my window to wait,

and watch human nature walk by.

Taken from a collection I’ve entitled ‘The Destruction of Me’. Started in the 8th grade through college. Not a published book.