are getting stranger
by the day.
they look into your
eyes, approaching
with something odd
to say.
the man on the corner
holding a sign,
the woman
with a baby walking
towards you,
the guy in a car
going the wrong way.
the grocery clerk,
the girl
at the far end
of the bar
with a lazy eye.
everyone
has a look about them,
strangers are getting
stranger
every day.
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