Do you still see me
Do you see the things I do
When I think that you’re not looking
And if you see them
Why do you say nothing
Do I still look at you
Do I see who you’ve become
And who it is you are
When your gaze is averted
Do I see who it is
I sleep beside?
Untouched, unseen
Quietly unknown
But not unloved
How do you see the world
When you look out
Is it a rising chorus
Of stunning symmetries
And wild perfections
Is it poetry and fireworks
Or something to be endured
We’re driving by, eyes down
A kind of blindness
Most ruinous…
Do you see what’s happening
Do you feel what’s missing
Can you intuit
What’s coming…
