thought

austin.
December 28, 2004

I am drawn to people who sit with their legs close to their bodies. Folded legs, legs pulled in close, legs on a chair. Temporarily legless. Less of a target, maybe. Advertising infirmity, maybe.

I am watching two boys have a conversation at the coffee shop. We are all sitting outside. The sun is nice. I am several tables away from them, but we are the only ones here. They drink their cigarettes and smoke their coffee. One has his legs folded underneath him. The other has his legs pulled to his chest. They dress too nice to be straight. It's not like I care. They are lovely.