Web of Loneliness Poems

Poems of the Lonely

Ignorant Eyes


Ignorant eyes, despising my glance

Sighting a barrier,

a glassy barrier to which they are blind,

a despotising sharp film barrier through which I cannot pierce.

Her two-way mirror returns only her reflection

as my wobbling photo lingers on her eyes from outside,

her eyes, imprisoned

eyes, distorting reality,

eyes, wrenching, tearing this bleeding red vessel.

Dead now – dead always to her.

tom

 

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