I can't relate to them Hi how are you, I'm fine how are you? Pleasantries they dull the mind dull the brain. My life is reduced to the question, and then to, I'm fine. I'm always fine and so are you. I act like I care, and sometimes I really do. But I can never remember where you went for dinner last night.
In my hometown I stand out like a sore thumb when I am in the city I am just another nameless face. Hi Abercrombie are you really from SoCal? My hair is blonde but yours is blonder. My brother loves my hometown but I have no hometown pride. Church dinners blue ladies cook and everyone is everyone's best friend. All I want to do is hide and I don't know them.
I walk past all the neat little yards each blade of grass standing firmly in place. Vote yes, vote no the picket signs say. I stopped knowing if there was a yes or no when is right and when is wrong. My father always knows who he will vote for.
In church my sisters pray eyes shut hands folded. I listen to the music and I feel my mouth moving. Jesus did you really walk on water? Man wrote of you so long ago.
In my hometown everyone noticed and everyone cared Did you hear can you believe it? But my world ceases to notice anymore. Big glasses tight pants long hair plaid shirt. They drive little cars we always drove big trucks. The oak tree by my house still has some leaves on it but some flew on the wind.
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