A Well Dressed Man

A well dressed man,
walked by,
on the sidewalk
next to the bike path.

His voice reached far
- Seems good, seems okay -
I heard him say.
- Details soon -, followed by
- Later ! -.

A businessman, I thought.

He looked up,
it was clear
only his steps
were here,
where he seemed lost
in distant thoughts;

Talking constantly
peculiar words,
for whoever
speaking in space
all the time.

Man with no phone,
minds in his own
business .