Day one of Poetry Month.
Walking on the sidewalk,
I make way for a group
going the other way,
and I hear,
"And then he stood there like he got
daydreamed into another reality."
Sitting at a table munching a scone
when I hear a guy talking
about driving a truck
up in Alaska,
"I worked 70 hours a week for forty years,
Man, what a waste of time."
Sitting in a workshop,
the instructor takes a break
to tell a few interesting things
he's overheard.
"Not all monkeys are in the zoo."
Eavesdropping
is the best
entertainment
ever.
