Lunch

In my car

Alone

And surrounded

by others alone

Having lunch

In our own cocoons

Watching the lady in the tan SUV

Parked on a hill

Reading a paper back

I wonder what it is

I remember reading in my car

But, it’s been a while

The man next to me

Stares sourly into his salad

Picking the best pieces

Looking out at traffic

Chewing with a thousand yard stare

 

 

© 2016, Diane E. Dockum