i have grown intolerant of
human conversation
once again, have learnt
not to speak unless spoken to,
to bury myself
into myself
a book
my skin
your mind
just as long as
neither one of us is forced to
explain how much pain
we are pretending
that we do not feel,
just as long as
you do not notice me
fading
slowly
as i watch you do the same.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Shattered Reflections
Poesía"There was a moment in my life when I could not tell the difference between a window and a mirror. I could look into both and see everything but myself." Rudy Francisco, Helium - Windows and Mirrors A diary of sorts, to help me to remember.
