pedestrian lane

I am aware that you
are about to charge
across the street.
I am aware that soon
I will be bound to be
with you at the bus stop.
I am aware that we
would have to engage
in small talk as we
await our bus.
I am also aware that i
would have to
smile, at least once
in a while, as we talk.

and the walk sign
went off and off
you come closer
and closer.
you in your red jacket,
searing the greys
and whites of the
pedestrian lane.

I am aware that you
marches towards me,
a nearly well man.
I am aware that the
blinding sun behind
you withers again
the long lifeless
limbs of the trees.
I am aware as you beam
that your gaping
mouth, like a festering
wound, threaten to
contaminate me again.