I met a man today
His eyes were unfair
For they out-shined whatever other details I might have remembered,
Except that beard
Which clung to his face
As if on that wonderless combination of complexity and simplicity it were safe

There was another
At a bus stop
Where I asked everyone for cigarettes for the long walk home
His face was clustered and shaped like a squirrels
He seemed to peek from beneath his baseballs cap
To see if it were safe to dissolve into society