Fred Aiken Writing

i don’t think it’s creepy that i sometimes
look out the blinds to see what my neighbors are up to,
but then again, i’m biased,
i would think,
but it’s not like i’m trying to catch my neighbors doing something bad,
but rather it’s because i have crippling anxiety and can hardly go outside,
much less think about going outside,
and sometimes i get this idea in my head,
this silly little idea,
that i want to be social,
you know,
with people within my general proximity,
but lawd, gawd, sward, no, no, no,
i could never,
i would never,
actually go outside and introduce myself