People Watching Jams

Music 
Pours into her ears
Via the small earbuds 
Tucked carefully behind her long
Dark hair 
Her eyes dance around the room
Taking in the other people around her
The guy on his phone 
Who seemed upset, eyebrows growing closer together with every worried tap of his screen 
The woman with three children pulling on her sweater sleeves
As she tiredly lugs their bags through the airport 
The old man with the walker and glasses that seem an inch thick 
She bounces her leg in time with the beat 
Watching people come and go 
From her mildly uncomfortable seat in the waiting area 
The music fades 
And she rolls her eyes
As a commercial for something she's sure she doesn't need
Starts playing.