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Hanging at the bookstore
Hanging at the bookstore People, men, stare at me But they never approach I feel their eyes upon me And I look their way An involuntary reaction that forces them to look away I have my nose in a book, it’s true But I try to look open, available I hear a sneeze, and I say God bless you to the room A thank you is returned But that ends the exchange Sometimes I think of making the first move Of pulling out a chair at the table and sitting down Of striking up a conversation What are you reading? What type of books do you enjoy? Do you come here often? Why did you stare at me but refuse to speak? Instead, I sit in my chair, Indian style (A grown woman with a free-spirited, girlish air) I listen to the chatter at the tables nearby And wonder why with all the eyes upon me I always leave alone |
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Just aint right!!
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Damn, I would never look away like that. I'm not the life of the party but I'm educated and know how to hold a conversation. Hopefully things will get better for you....
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I would speak to you if I ever ran into you at the book store.
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young girls think they should approach and not the guy...
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