by Steven J. Serafiani
in the myriad of fleeting instant coffee life communica
I have an Inuit diet when it
comes to human nature
what I have to hunt down; wade and fish through,
is worth the anti-social registrar.
I peek around words
tilt head obeying my inner PI of body language
blink repeat at eye movement catalogue
that is as social as it gets, I declare
I need to understand you; all of you
why the choices?
why the circular romance logic?
why the need to be mass psych casualty?
puff out brain-
fascinate me to no end.