Tuesday, July 12, 2011

But You Look Back

Peculiar, being peered at.
Forced familiarity.

But you look back.
The blunt irregularity

of barging in like that
is shocking and delicious.

You’re grateful nothing
mocking or malicious

taints the stare –
or mars the rout

you’re making
to extinguish doubt

that someone,
something else is there.


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