feigning interest

eye contact leaving the scene &
jittery in the seat,
the person sitting across from you
has somewhere else to go,
somewhere else to be &
suddenly they can do nothing but convey in
every bodily communicative motion possible
just how much they need to distance themselves from
this very
boring
exchange, which they are having with you---
certainly, you did nothing wrong,
had no ulterior motive in starting up a conversation or
taking part in one that might’ve begun with a completely different
topic,
but now, as the eyes begin to roll &
the once neutral gestures of boredom
begin to be replaced by rudeness
displayed on all fronts,
you find yourself offended by the other party’s inability to
excuse themselves from the situation, rather,
they seem to be bent on forcing you to be the one that
physically gets up &
leaves---
this new realization that has just clicked,
does not offend you like the former & instead,
it empowers,
because if this person sitting across from you is feigning interest,
becoming more rude with every passing second &
yet they do not have the gall to get up themselves,
you have the ability to keep them there
indefinitely,
going on & on endlessly,
finding topics that even bore you to death &
expounding on them to the furthest, most meticulously anal regions
that anyone could possibly fathom,
revealing to yourself that not only are you a plethora of
conversational possibility,
but you are an amazing actor as well &
you didn’t even know you had it in you until
only a few moments ago.