Sunday, December 26, 2010

ghost i

you, dear reader
are reading my text
and i, unobserved
stand behind you
reading over your shoulder
i watch you watch you watch me
in your mind, but you don't
turn around
turn around

you couldn't have seen me, but
you can see me now
for i only exist when you
read me
read me

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