i am
disconnected
among the living, dead
i move about unseen, unheard
unknown
the world
rejects my face
it hides its eyes from mine
it wears the face it shows the dead
unseen
i walk
deserted streets
where midnight moon alone
illumines roads for creeping things
unseen
(C)2002, Christos Rigakos
Apr 17, 2012
Apr 17, 2012 at 5:27 PM UTC
i am
disconnected
among the living, dead
i move about unseen, unheard
unknown
the world
rejects my face
it hides its eyes from mine
it wears the face it shows the dead
unseen
i walk
deserted streets
where midnight moon alone
illumines roads for creeping things
unseen
(C)2002, Christos Rigakos
Cinquain Sequence
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