Hazy Acres: The Creative Practice of Ryan Boos

They don’t know you 

Here

Standing in place 

Look busy 

Without drawing attention 

The mind swirling 

What to say 

When to say it

How to say it

Just being as you are

Is enough 

How it might fit 

Or not

Little do they know

As you know little 

About much of this room 

Standing still 

Then the fidget 

Where do my hands rest

My mind spinning 

Looking out the window 

Pretending to be captivated 

While you wonder 

If she’s looking over 

Turning back 

Eyes lock in 

And there it is 

Now what 

A life lived in 30 seconds 

Based on interest 

Attraction 

Curiosity 

Rhythms and riddles 

Scenarios in the visions 

Water running 

Through the cracks of this floor

You follow it towards her

Stepping over the lines 

Without a word to begin 

Freezing time