wicked/inertia

with apologies to dostoevsky
i forgot to notice if he had slipped me his phone number

there's a guy i always check out when i'm in the coffee shop,
he owns the restaurant next door
there's a woman who rents space to teach her yoga class in the building where i work,
i hate her without explanation - i'm mean whenever she asks me for help and i scowl when i pass by her in the halls
yesterday i saw the two of them holding hands on the street
funny how we know our enemies,
who knows what we know, why we know...but we do