plastic man

A bell rings in the distance
he hears it but ignores it
at least for the first few rings.
A light shines through the small crack
under the door to his bedroom
but he leaves the door closed
is there really something in there worth checking out?
Theres an email from his mother
and his best friend
and his boss
but they can wait
and if they wait long enough they’ll forget about it.
He sits on a public bench overlooking the water
thinking about nothing at all
a light rain starts to fall
and he doesn’t seem to notice it
he just sits and stares out toward the horizon
like he’s made of plastic.