Monday 22 April 2019

Compose



You stand
You stare
You capture me
Like a victim
In your snare

Purpose is there any
Following instructions
No clues
Voice in tatters
Ego is bruised

Shuffling and rustling
Patient nothing lives there
Performing like the wild
No reflection
No care

Eyes widen
Distant and bemused
Another day of nothing
Silence
Another day
In their shoes

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