My audience

He sat in the front row,
jowls hung from his face,
his NASA patch proudly displayed
on his blue shirt,
I wondered if he was an expert
in this field and what kinds of
questions he might ask me.
His eyes glazed over,
then closed.
His head lolled back
and his mouth opened.
Snoring loudly, he dozed
through my whole talk.
He had no questions.