stranger
to the lady at the wire table,
with the floral dress,
crusty hair,
and two cups of sour iced coffee
spilling over the rim-
if only you knew who was standing behind you
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The tension and paranoia builds with “sour,” “spilling over,” and “standing behind.” It’s how I feel about security cameras everywhere or the NSA.