Compulsive Talker

Or maybe I’m just friendly I have a lot to say and I notice things and know that if I don’t say something right away the golden moment will vanish poof and never be known on the planet again which seems very sad like when suddenly there’s the moon looming overhead and it’s the morning but people miss it because they aren’t thinking about the moon since they associate it with darkness nevertheless I notice it from its smooth edge (its color matches the clouds which have their soft rough edges) so I call to the closest stranger to look thus we both can savor a morning moon

But sometimes there’s a happening like when those women ran past me then I walked past them gotta joke about that and recognize their efforts we laughed together they facetiously set a date for the three of us to return to the hill climb the next day

When the portly guy strolled by wearing a panda-covered cravat he deserved a compliment and a warm expression I said nice tie nothing extraordinary about that only pleasant

I feel more connected to my city when I hold these conversations and make a point of a little weather talk if I share a red light wait with other iPodless pedestrians can’t stand all those folks in their separate musical lands missing the birds and the traffic they think it’s a blessing actually it’s isolating and hazardous

Wheel chair ramps spit you right into traffic it’s nuts I said so to that woman today after she had to negotiate with a one-ton car from her sitting-duck position it’s impressive what she deals with on a regular basis that should be honored

Then that boy tried to cross and a truck kept coming luckily that man on the other side of the street yelled at him I thought oh that man’s like me must say something

The boy leapt back to the curb the next driver behaved and the boy made it across he walked straight to the man who saved his life the man spoke in a stern voice I couldn’t hear what he said the boy seemed pretty chastened then I saw the man had his hands down the front of his sweatpants

I passed without saying a word

Pamela Hobart Carter

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Or maybe I’m just
I have a lot to say and I notice
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