Maybe I've always been here
right here and you've always been right next to me
or behind. In the peripheral you look taller
or wiser or less devious than you act. Maybe
I look exactly the same through narrowed eyes
and maybe I'm invisible or there's an outline where I stand
a place filler, a human bookmark.
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PAD2011 - Day 1
Labels: 2011 , 30 poems in 30 days , Bookmark , Day 1 , eyes , How I Got Here , me , next , PAD