Monday, December 19, 2016

The Lady On The Bench

Her piercing
eyes gazing
nowhere,
a mouth
flapping
words to
the air,
talking
to invisible
people
that I
cannot
hear,
I wonder
where
She is
in that mind
of hers,
and how
she ended
up there,
I wonder who
She's
talking
to,
does she speak
to dead
people,
her life's
past
abusers,
or demons
or angels
or even
her own
mind?
Boy does
it intrigue
me so,
and what
does she
see,
it makes me
want so
bad to
help,
but she
does not
even know
I'm
here,
it troubles
me so
that she's
trapped
behind
her
own
face,
there is
a person
inside of
that
head


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