this is embarrassing

‘stop embarrassing yourself’

I tell myself and

shelve the flowers, hide them,

powdered face and hands,

I stand on one foot staring

intensely at the bubbles – green,

encased in neon – feeling

strange and unaccustomed

to human contact, much less

with the eyes.

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