I Think I Went Shopping

I saw him walk to a car and lay down behind the wheels. He was face down. His arms folded in front of him and his head into the fold. His back would rise slightly; I could see him breathing. I watched him for several minutes. Nothing changed, he didn't even look up. People would walk by him and take a casual glance and continue without skipping a beat. I suppose, I wasn't much better just watching him there. On a hotter day he would have been burned off that asphalt within seconds. He's lucky it's cloudy today.

I couldn't figure out if he was trying to prove a point, or if he was suffering from some sort of disorder. He continued to lay there, and people continued to ogle and move on. I was the only one who stayed. I had to know how this would end. I saw two flies circle his butt and scatter. I saw a black ant crawl up his elbow and onto his back. I lost track of him when he reached the other side. A little girl walked by and asked her mommy if he was all right. She would only offer a smile and then quickly changed the subject to ice cream.

I stayed and watched. It was well past the hour mark now. A security guard finally came out and nudged him. He didn't look up. The guard gave him three nudges. I think I would have caved at two. I mean the first one is easily disregarded. Its all those after the first nudge that are hard to ignore.

I think I could've lasted at least two hours, as long as there was only one nudge.