Errant glances (A poem)

Not much opportunity to write yesterday, so this is what I’ve got…

Does the look mean the same thing
if you’re not aware you’re doing it?
It doesn’t matter how I feel
if that’s not what you had in mind

That’s the kind of mistake I would make
as though my filter’s badly askew
But it’s too awkward to ask
unless someone else can tell me first

Confusion and mixed signals
make life interesting
if inconvenient
Still, I could use less of that
in my life
Not that I need answers to everything
I just want a decent chance once in a while

(7 December 2015—posted December 8)