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you do not see
me
no shadow do I cast
that you perceive
no movement
to catch your eye
no color
no shape
no texture that is truly mine
you see
the avatar of your fantasy
the puppet of your desires
the specter of your lust
to you
I
am invisible
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rob kistner © 2010
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wonderful poem, skillfully and poetically written,
and quite timely for me
always it is a good reminder to feel and see what truly is
thank you
Wow! That was wonderful. Loved “the specter of your lust.”
Oh oh, how could that be?
An invisible specter? Yeah, maybe… 🙂
Beautiful verses Rob!
Enjoyable very well written poem 🙂
Thanks for sharing 🙂
Marinela
I hate that feeling of invisibility. Especially when there are feelings that go the other way. You have put this feeling to words.
Playing catch up, before the next OSI starts…
I guess this is the way I could have been accused of seeing at one time. I don’t think it applies to the way anyone ever saw me…
humbling. so much unknown. life as we sense it, a work in progress.
So much the experience I have had with some bloggers who wish to be the fiction they create.