Too Easily Distracted for Love

I am sitting in the shiny sun
and waiting for you to walk by the glass doors
You start as a speck
at the end of the hallway
I wave
Mime
Gesticulate wildly
like the spastic kid in grade school
straining in the back of the room
hand upraised
shaking
saying "OOoh!"
"Pick me!"
Our eyes meet.
There is a small spark.
The obnoxious child
shuffling his feet
and zapping people
really has no place on this patio
Plus, where did he find
enough carpet
to generate electricity?