Hipster Poem

They run into eachother in the grocery store
by the cauliflowers
they just saw eachother down the street
She says hi, he says hi again
She asks him are you really tired?
He says why? do I look like I'm tired?
You look either really tired or just sad
Yea, he thinks:
It's january, and it's cold and I'm lonely
...but not for long
She has already walked the length of the brocolli aisle.