Sunday, July 27, 2008

seeing

I have seen.
so have many.
animals see me.
a white skunk aims to be seen.
the blind possum has never seen so many things
and never will see me.
forget me and this poem.
I am a wavering leaf
in thunderstorm wind,
a frantic observer of you.
you who have seen,
do not see me.
see the wind that stands me outright;
an independence day flag.

people will be seen there
and it will be alright.
pride fills every belly of every beer-bellied man,
and this will be no exception.
see the shadowed sky.
feel and taste and smell and hear it too,
but please make it seen.

see each other as nothing, everything,
as yourself.
see me in my blue jeans and feathered hat;
I will see you in yours.
if you visit a zoo,
stop to see the animals.
do not touch though.

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