I wish i was memorable
I wish i wasn’t passed by
i wish i wasn’t brushed over -
by the wandering eye
I wish i held interest for a moment or two
i wish i was seen by them or by you
i wish my presence had afterimages
i wish they remembered my differing visages
but i sit just below the horizon
out of view out of sight
i’m veiled in shadow absent of light
i am no siren
i lack the right bite
i wish i was memorable
but maybe that’s not for me
maybe a presence is something i simply cannot be