I like you because you are
Outside the box
You can't like me because
I don't tick your boxes

If I saw you across the street
I might make a point of
Crossing it
Crossing my bare fingers

If I had a choice of where
To get my cup of coffee
I would choose the best place,
In line next to you

I wonder if my presence
Might be a nuisance?
Would our differences be so
Obvious?

Would your mind be so set
That a few empty boxes
Might prevent our pairing in
Sharing deep confidence?

Is it true that
Being my gender prevents
A friendship, lasting
Pigeon-holed as conflict of interest?

If there is the slightest pang of
Interest in what this volume holds
I will order two cups
And hold a chair for you

* Clear and crisp expressionism, golden. I read you well enough so. Well done! Your words are clearly thick with unyielding expressionism.
Well scripted!

tommy boy

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Another good write