I’m not like them
Are you like me?
I like interesting people
The people that often dislike people
Problematic, to say the least
I like my own company – no pretense
My world, not a stage, nor I
an actress
Not then – not in solitude
Just me.
My head is busy – I like that, it keeps me nimble, save the fidgeting
Tapping, dancing feet
I keep my back straight – happy for folk to talk freely behind it
Improving posture
Weak-kneed at times, I’m double jointed
Bendy and hyper
Mobile heart and soul, northern beats
I’m not like them.
Are you like me?
Perhaps we will feel like them, spending time away from them
together.
Gin and Tulips 