It's hot but I put on a hoodie jacket
With its hood, so tiny
Only for decoration.
I left my brother
Who watches 'Underwater'
In the living room
Which is also a dining room
Which is also a bedroom.I asked manong to
Drive me to Palawan Pawnshop,
I did not intend to go there
But to the shop beside it.But the driver drove me
To the nearest Pawnshop
Fifteen minutes away from
My real destination.I paid the fare, went out
And pretend to be busy scrolling.
Then waited for him to be far away
So I can start walking...Tried a monologue on the phone
So everyone believed I'm calling someoneExhausted when I came
Bursting through the door
"How much for a buzz?"Their stares were razor sharp
But I was not wounded.
There were
Two masculine women on the sofa who seem to do a regular visit,
One kid, who seems to be asked to run errands all the time,
And one customer
With a star-shaped cut on the side of his head,
Their eyes bore on me.
I took out the phone
And let them see the photo of Eleven.
Stranger things came into their mind
But I go to the seat
Because I'm dead serious."Can I get your number?"
Said the woman.
"No." I replied.I left everyone lighthearted
As I went home.
It's the only trip I made
Away from the house
Being happy to return.I saw my brother watching TV,
Still the same position.
He greeted me with a scoff-
The most effortful respond
From someone who don't have emotion.That's my reward
From leaving the house
With waist-length hair
And to return without the most of it.
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People Who Don't Want to Need People
Non-FictionReal conversations and interactions, in the busy street of a small town.