Echo in NYC

Musing into the void

Category: Poems

  • Ode to the Person Staring

    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 myselfFortunateThat you don’t speak?Am I a thingTo fear?To possess?To hurt?To love? I have seen youIn all countriesAll bodiesWearing so many facesThat you all seem the same Eyes without wordsWithout meaningExcept those I hearIn my mind’s eye