Invisible
I turned invisible not long ago--
Thought I was seen; I wasn't, though.
Friends' eyes slip past, and when I wave and smile
They talk to other, closer friends for a while.
So then I sit alone, live in thin air,
Or, turning others visible, I stare.
Marbles
I live in the clear space of a marble;
No-one else can see
The way that it is inside of there,
But that's what makes me me.
Sunday, December 9, 2012
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Wow! These are really, really good!
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