Avoiding Conversations Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Antagonizingly lonely, frowning for no reason, just being who he is.
An elderly gentleman sitting and thinking of present moments spent in gentle reminiscence, forcing back tears he refuses to let escape.
Watching and looking around, noticing little things, focusing on inanimate objects, not wanting to speak to anyone or disturb his personal thoughts for idle conversation.
Curiosity sitting like a cat lying in his mind, projecting life to a
poet across the room.