Drag #4

[Guest Stacy Wilderness]

Drag #4

I sit on a bench in my blue skirt

and matching blue jacket

and fumble in my purse for the phone

I open it and look at the time

I put it back in the purse

again

I pull the hem of my skirt down

I glance at my ankle-high black boots

with the peek toe

and the 4" heels

I'm not really dressed for sitting

at the Mall of America

on a painted steel bench, alone

I've been sitting and waiting for 10 minutes,

some people walk by and don't notice me,

some notice me and walk by, some stare,

nobody smiles,

you don't smile at the guy in the blue dress

waiting,

I text "@ the Mall"

I thought I was meeting someone

he said he would be here

but he's not here

I'm pretty sure he's not coming

but I'm waiting

just to be sure,

I might not be a woman,

or a real woman or whatever

but he'll never ask me out again

and I want to make sure I remember

what it was like, just in case he ever does

in a state of drunken masculine stupidity,

I want to remember

I want it etched in my brain

"You coward!"

the neurons and neurotransmitters

and psychologically effecting chemicals

floating across the synapses in my brain

do their work and form that memory,

etch it in my brain

sitting and waiting alone

so I sit and I wait alone

I take the phone out of my purse and text

"I won't wait any longer"

stand up

and walk out

[Guest Donna Jean]

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I like it and I really enjoy your style........

Wonderful...

Huggs

Dee Jay

[Guest miss kindheart]

Hi Stacy

<<< hug >>>

I think your a woman , now and forever

Don't be shy about it

vanna

PS Nice poetry