Someone

Blah. Blah. Blah.

I'm not listening to you.

                                                   Just passing by.

                     What did you say?

I guess I'm going somewhere.

Finding someone or something to be with.

To grasp onto.

             And cling. 

Never to let go.

Not once.

I guess you're the first I

have encountered in this 

walkway of redundancy.

At least you stood out.

                                   To me. For some odd reason.

              Who are you?

I guess you're someone. Someone

                                    to cling to? 

         Grasp?

                  Good.

                                             Then I'll sit

                                                                 right

                                                                                here.

                                   next to you.

We can wave down wanderers.

                                 Like me.

                            You and I.

We'll make a smashing team.

Your stand-out-y-ness and my me-ness 

ought to do the trick.

Catching someone's attention.

                                                  Someone like me.

Someone who should notice your presence

                                    our presence.

In a moment of intense lucidity.

Someone can find us.

                                And the team shall grow.

                                       Thank you.

For being there.