Lurking on the edges of faceless conversations
pretending to understand familiar terms and references
(and secretly looking them up later)
Noncommittal immersion in a world
that you want to understand but
encountering a thin separating layer that you turn back from
unwilling to go further
Alighting and flitting away in quick succession
like a bee with flowers,
except that the bee is me,
and the flowers are metaphorical
Being swept up in tidal waves of emotion
and ideas and creativity and remorseless optimism,
and occasional group-think
which is an occupational hazard
Elevating the ordinary into celebrity
in a manner unintelligible to others.
Watching others do,
while I observe.
I close the lid of my laptop.
First featured in Issue 7 of Cobalt Magazine, March 2017. All content owned by Seeta Parmar.