Hey, headphone man
with your head cast down,
I drive past you each day as you soldier on your way,
Always in the same place, unless you are late,
or I am early.
I try to catch your eye, but you march with determination
toward your destination.
I want to share our small connection, give a wave, or smile,
but you just stare at the ground, absorbed in the sound in your head.
Hey headphone man!
I’ve been working on this one for ages, as I do pass this guy every day on my way to work.
reminds me of this song
I do the same thing when I get on the subway. My music prepares me for rough days at work. Also I have no desire to connect with anyone during my commute unless I know them.
Plus there are way too many mentally ill and perverts so women must keep their guard up. Too many guys think a smile or a Hello is an invitation for sex. I keep my distance from people and and my game face on.
It definitely makes sense in the city, but we’re a small place, and it’s usual to make eye contact and nod as you pass people. I’m driving a green VW Bug adorned with butterflies and flowers. It’s a car that makes people smile when I go by. He never sees. I feel sad for him!
Yes. The small town connection. Years ago when I was visiting my Mom’s hometown Dayton, Ohio people were very friendly and all spoke. I suppose that the walkman guy might be going through something and he feels the need to disconnect from humans.
Could be he has autism? It one way of coping – filtering out some of the overload to the senses. Would also explain avoiding eye contact. You never know.
He could be.
Reblogged this on Living Small in a Big World and commented:
I walk everywhere or if I can’t I catch public transport. This poem to me symbolises my attempts at connecting with those around me, the self absorbed ones who I try and greet or even just smile at. Great poem!
Glad you enjoyed it!
Loved it and it’s so appropriate!!!
Sadly, there are many like him in our cities of the world.
Thank you, happy writing.