Corridor, stairway, path.
it is part of human evolution
recognise people – shapes and forms from far away.
Gait, stature, poise;
Individuals, even acquaintances are
Emperor penguins are milling around the ice
And each one can tell who is who and who is whose chick.
I walk past you and smile
nothing in return.
I remember learning years ago,
That my friend Phil walked past others
because of short-sightedness
This isn’t what’s happening
It is odd
That in the hospital
This phenomenon is more associated with doctors
than any other group.
Is it a status thing?
Is it pretending I haven’t seen you so you haven’t seen me, like head buried in sand?
Close my eyes, fingers in ears & stamp my feet.