Normal People Scare Me
Normal people scare me
The other day,
I shuffled my way,
down the street,
minding my own business.
As I raised my glance upwards
to the oncoming pedestrian
traffic on the busy sidewalk,
I noticed a young woman (I think)
as she (?) approached me,
I saw her,
navigating her way through
the stream of people crossing
in front of her,
like a salmon,
swimming against the current.
She had purple spiked hair,
sides shaved,
her face,
pierced like a pin cushion,
and, every inch of exposed flesh
was covered in profanity laced ink.
She wore army fatigues,
and a T shirt, with the words
"NORMAL PEOPLE SCARE ME".
emblazoned across her chest!
As her brazen eyes,
searched for reactive glances,
I cast my gaze downwards.
Strange thing was...
no one even seemed shocked by her!
Upside down world!
John Derek Hamilton
Feb 27,2017
Copyright © John Hamilton | Year Posted 2017
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