Those Pardon Me’s

They’re staring at me
Gaze intense
Eyes steady
Those holier than thou’s
Those pardon me’s
With their facial twitches
Judging by proxy
Brevity in their stance

And I open my mouth to speak
Words pouring like a faucet
Watching for change
Yet none is forthcoming
And I wonder why
I wonder who made them God
Me their penitent subject
Subject to their judgment
Chained to this post
To wait their displeasure

Five cents on the dollar
Give me a better deal than that
After all, I’ve been here before
And you checked my coat
You, yes you
In your army fatigues
With your come-hither look
Back when I was somebody
And I had a coat to check
With fancy buttons

Might as well have been another
Who lived in my clothes
Who stared into my mirror
Reciting lines I never knew
In a place I never went
To be judged by those born low
But lifted high

High enough to fall.

Sam

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