Spectator

He is staring
He is looking
Right at me with
No reservation
No shame. The man
Who just vomited
On that rock
is not smiling, No emotion
on his face, plain entitlement
As man To stare
Just looking
the Korean on foreigner
recipient of his gaze
No harm; Just looking
Chunks of ham and rice
Lay fully formed atop
a damp patch of stone
That man that Just puked
as I walked by
At 230
this afternoon
watches me
walk away