Tap on the shoulder
gentle enough to reserve any surprise
when I turned a slight bit
to see a lady
as tall standing as I was sitting


Cheer in her face
joy in her voice
and she says
God bless you
without hesitation, again
God bless you


"...and bless your studies"


A tinge of guilt quickly came and went
as I said
oh thank you
thank you so much
God bless you too
have a good one!


Smiles
nods
walks away so pleased and proud
as if she were my own grandmother
I never knew


I look at my book
split half open facing me
as I faced the screen in front of me


Thrift store bought
just half an hour ago
"independent studies"
justified thought shot through my mind


Yes
thats what I am
guilty of
no classes registered
no time restrains no schedules
no rooms no lectures
no professors


Sitting at a fast-food restaurant
writing a poem


Someone's trash now my treasure
a college literature textbook
just a decade old is all


That tap on my shoulder
just as I
was beginning to type
the first poem Ive written
in a forgotten length of time


Thank You God
for that kiss of approval
that smile through an elderly lady
angel-like in her countenance
and manner of timing


Full circle
I know now
how to waste my life.
 

-BB