Do you let anyone see you?


Your shadow slides through days
Blending like dirty watercolors with
shadows of past lives and
Somewhere in the harsh fluorescence of
your own ridicule 
it leaves you standing in the center of the ocean
a l o n e
Now you appear at a desperate precipice
A single step
a blink of the eye
one last sigh of relief
The lust is tangible now
Solid white blankets offer no comfort
in the strange city with its disinfected scent
Anger ricocheted from the walls
Warm concern held you
removing the smell of people with separate lives
and replacing it with aluminum flowers and water
Talk of “someday” dripped from
green apple lips
Golden eyes still see you, even now.

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