it's about me

strange that you see your
doctor, your lawyer
and your tax accountant all
having lunch together
at the same
table.
hmmm. you say. what is
going on here?
you walk over to them,
which makes the conversation
suddenly end.
then you see your mother
coming over,
out of the restroom,
taking a seat at the table
too.
you say hello, she says hello
back. then tells you.
nice to see you, we'd ask
you to join, but it's
a business meeting.
oh, you say, okay. we'll
goodbye, have a nice day.
you try to shake it off,
but you have this funny feeling
all day that they might
be talking about you.