Elusion

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January 18, 2010 ...half a hour passed midnight...

Elusion

I watch the world calmly,
hidden behind the glass.
From the frame I see
the lives who kindly pass.

The girl who walks her dog
blithely linked to a friend.
A boy gone by on bike
within the wind has blend.

Sometimes when I look up,
I can see my small face.
Then I begin to note
my features of disgrace.

I force my eyes away,
and turn them to the ground.
A haven of distraction
from the world I am bound.

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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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