Yeah, I saw you

Yeah, I saw you
too, silent type brunette,
chipped-polish fingernails,
languid glance.

I get that
rapid yes-wait-maybe-no-never mind
experience. Was that you
glancing through me—
interference in your wavelength?

Dare I tempt
indiscretion or continue to live
by cowards’ rules?
I could ask your name

—simplest of things—
search for common pursuits;
would you laugh, frown,
freeze—or do nothing at all?

Do I stand, or just wave
to call your attention--
has it been long? No, but
I lose your eyes to another,

and chance precludes me dashing
against sirens' rocks.
The moment
wasted
in deliberation.