I usually have no reason to talk to anyone
always seem to try but it all sounds the same;
All the small talk, all the chit-chat
Can you believe that (politician)
    How about them (sport’s team)
    I’ve been good, just (same ol’ thing)

Seems no different than keeping to myself
so I ask
How’s life?  Tell me about it.

Shock and outrage
everyone stares at me

You’re not supposed to ask that

Back to the generic life, then
Man, that (weather condition)
Nod, smoke, barely listening
then slowly retreat back to my book
…at least I’ll be bored alone

 

 
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(written with pen on paper)