General Poetry posted March 24, 2019


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Anonymity

by Artasylum

Alone in the crowd;
I blend in well. 
Bodies pass by…
too busy to dwell. 

Barraged with life's sounds,
suffused with ambient noise.
I hear each disembodied voice-- 
bereft of all joys.


A brisk wind stirs!
Pulling my hood down tight…
magically I disappear
with the faltering light. 

***I'm Hiding in Plain Sight***

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