Friday, April 10, 2015

Poems and Prose #115 - Eyed

Here, I lie,
gazing straight into your eyes,
as I spew the truth, disguised,
noticing your invisible sighs
as each "your" becomes a "my"
and every "he"/"she"/"them"
an "I"-"I"-"I"-"I"-"I."

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