reasons you should not pat my head on the subway, a poem

[rm]

I don't know you.
I did not give you permission.
I am not a small child.
Or a dog.
We are not playing Duck, Duck, Goose.
Where have your hands been?
I hate you.

Clear?

Comments

[rm.livejournal.com]

I agree with you, but at least in those cases I can understand what people were thinking, even if it was crap. This was just.... we weren't even talking, just, suddenly there was head patting.