Hang out in the Starbucks in Manoa
Pace around and read magazines
Mutters to yourself in audible psychotic gibberish

Goes outside every 5 minutes and rolls a smoke

Places your jacket on the chair across from me
Balances your dirty bag straps against the chair 
In a neato fashion
And 
People will act like they don't see you.   

Pace around the table
Pick up that crusty old jacket again 
Fold it and place in back down on the chair
In a neat fashion
and
Maybe I'll notice.