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Click hereJust because I'm transparent
doesn't mean you understand.
In fact, what is there
to observe when all you see
is though?
The wall I lean against
isn't me, it gives no clue.
But maybe,
if I shift my weight,
try to catch a ray, bend it
around affirmation thirst,
my ectoplasm will reflect
in this realm too.
There's a me
more than vacuum
projected in your space.
Can you see?
This poem was selected from Lit's archive of over 39,500 poems for inclusion in today's Archival Review.<br>
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with anna...damn fine work...enjoyed reading through your glass...blue
after reading you for over 2 years, I am still surprised with your observations, your phrasing, your tell it like it is statements-- you captured this in the glass of this man, just because I am transparent doesn't mean you understand.
damn, fine writing, L.
~aswirls