feigning interest

eye contact leaving the scene &

jittery in the seat,

the person sitting across from you

has somewhere else to go,

somewhere else to be &

suddenly they can do nothing but convey in

every bodily communicative motion possible

just how much they need to distance themselves from

this very

boring

exchange, which they are having with you---

certainly, you did nothing wrong,

had no ulterior motive in starting up a conversation or

taking part in one that might’ve begun with a completely different

topic,

but now, as the eyes begin to roll &

the once neutral gestures of boredom

begin to be replaced by rudeness

displayed on all fronts,

you find yourself offended by the other party’s inability to

excuse themselves from the situation, rather,

they seem to be bent on forcing you to be the one that

physically gets up &

leaves---

this new realization that has just clicked,

does not offend you like the former & instead,

it empowers,

because if this person sitting across from you is feigning interest,

becoming more rude with every passing second &

yet they do not have the gall to get up themselves,

you have the ability to keep them there

indefinitely,

going on & on endlessly,

finding topics that even bore you to death &

expounding on them to the furthest, most meticulously anal regions

that anyone could possibly fathom,

revealing to yourself that not only are you a plethora of

conversational possibility,

but you are an amazing actor as well &

you didn’t even know you had it in you until

only a few moments ago.