there they stand; ignorant to their own menacing nature.
engaged in seemingly mindless chatter while their body language speaks a different story.
arms akimbo. toes tapping. eyes wander to trees, clocks, anywhere but straight ahead.
the present is not sufficient as they look toward some more enticing future encounter.
i see them in their little friend circle.
you know it.
the circle people seem to automatically, perhaps magnetically, create. as if it is biologically required for survival.
seeing it i steer clear. i forgo the judgement circle for a friendlier shape.
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