thank you


you yelled

rudely as I walked out the door you held open

in a manner deceptively thoughtful

i said thank you, but you were too loud

too rude to notice

you forgot about it the second the door closed but I felt like a buzzer rang in my ear

i wondered why

why someone would do something nice

and expect something in return

but then I remembered

that life happens

jobs get lost

accidents occur

insurance exists for a reason people die

and tears don’t appear from nowhere

so I say again

because you didn’t hear me the first time 

“thank you”

Note from the Poet: (PS. if you are somehow reading this, it was at Panera)

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