Echo in NYC

Musing into the void

Close up of woman's eye

Ode to the Person Staring

When you look,
What do you see?
Do you think I’m cute,
Or strange,
Or intimidating?
Should I consider myself
That you don’t speak?
Am I a thing
To fear?
To possess?
To hurt?
To love?

I have seen you
In all countries
All bodies
Wearing so many faces
That you all seem the same

Eyes without words
Without meaning
Except those I hear
In my mind’s eye

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