Everyone Thinks I'm Following Them

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: July 18, 2018

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Everyone thinks I'm following them.

They glance at me and move away from the fence.

They cross the street like they fear the beat

Of my tennis shoes walking in the heat.

 

I imagine they're hallucinating,

They're nervous and they’re ruminating.

But what kind of hit man has bright pink high tops,

Smiles when she gets to cross the street and hop

Up onto the pavement,

And hasn't learned her place yet?

 

I want to tell them I'm not hired to track.

That I'm not going to suddenly attack,

But now they're on the other side.

A road away from where I try

To turn away and again replay

What made them so scared

Of a freshman who's only ever unprepared.


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